if only...

natural pearl illuminating

its bewitchment-

      a habit - cast sailing lines.

in secret glances; un-remorsefully,

  beings awaken inching

in fluid movements

unifying. bowed frames play

        within the thirsty shadows.

unstable beams flaring-

    humanity slopes and with

knotted disappointment

utters-

            "if only".

© Meg. July 2, 2017.

Photo credit- unknown. Antique postcard with T. Moore quote.