Of Ellipses and Moments...

There are no ellipses between moments

One melds into the next

Thus I want to endeavor

To love you in moment-bests

One moment with you darling

Simply leaves me longing for

Its full measure without parting

For at least one moment more

Farewell of fingers tracing

Is love’s inevitable

But heart-to-heart embracing

Is love’s subliminal

There are no ellipses between moments

They pulse in farewell’s kiss

But moment-hope anticipation

Is love’s tender-sweetest bliss

© Janet Martin

When the Love Falls