Random Thought Bubbles

For those who don't believe in another life

The fuzzy glow of these dimmed coloured lights
Coupled with the dreaminess to this night
Pondering that lingering, slightly too long touch
Then finding furtive glances across known distant seas

Again left to manufacture another love story
Spinning a taller tale than reality
But nothing is as implausible
Than the daily trudge to be part of the rat race

And how the simple life beckons
With the intermittent pause of fairy lights
Romantic gestures become special occasions
No longer hoped for because they don't happen, as easily by

To do as required, to be as desired
Plagued by a polymorphic mass of self expectation
But what if it misses the mark
Who decides on that mark?

A long overdue coming together
And such that it all is familiar and unfamiliar
All at the same flash of time
Awkward silences of questions hang heavy

In the thick air of history and the
Inadvertent smog of distance
Ill conceived plans cobbled
Into groupings we keep falling through

Then to remember all the smells
Tastes, loves and losts
Tantalising the what ifs and the what nots
Torturing the psyche into a past so fondly and painfully remembered

An instant away the imagery melts
Apart from the time, the same could happen
And if we had more time
And if we did have more time

Could fate be tempted in the other direction