Everything I Like is Dangerous

Everything I Like is Dangerous

Moments
In elevators
Around corners
With strangers
Knowing glances across crowded rooms

Subtle
But powerful expressions
Of affectionate passion
And neediness
Love is strange; lovers stranger

Time
A precious commodity
Unlimitedly vast
But restricted nonetheless
Infinitely finite in death and life

Together
Mighty conquerors
Insanely blind to all but ghosts
Senses in overload
Pleasantly surprised all over again