Caught

Caught in love

you caught me gazing

and I caught you catching me.

both caught in a conscious moment

and you were all I was thinking of.

clipped in a sonnet

we rhythmically flowed

like meters rhyming every other couplet,

chins turning every other moment

to encourage curious eyes to search for a matching desire.

holding air and exhaling every other smile,

caught on the inhale

and I forgot I had breath.

heart pounding as if found like a thief

stealing a glance of your essence

you turn and freely place in my pupil.

your searching fixed on my wonder;

both glance

both stuck

abandoning mother’s lessons of the forbidden stare

and wanting to be nowhere

but in this state of stupor.

until

you spoke

and I replied.

my iambic heartbeat

writing a future.

my mind praying you do not hear my telltale thumping,

rippling

and latching hold to my tremble.

and that was yesterday

and months later

I cup hand to phone

to silence the ever-present telltale rhythm.

caught in our story

eclipsed only by our yawn

fading eyelids

catch hypnosis

catch dreams

and you are there

and I am caught again.

 

escaping is far from my mind.

Reviews

[Mark D]

Nice piece well done. A bit soppy for my taste :-) but enjoyed nonetheless. Last 2 lines were great.

I like the choppyish flow, it reads like thoughts and moments