Ephemeral Longing

A fine morning on the row

I stumble to one waiting at the door.

Their bright gleans made glimmers

I felt my forelsket made awares. 

Hopefully at a niche the gossip bursts

Soon it evolved into fun verbal bouts.

All our secrets unrevealed to an end

Our bond and friendship took blend.

The joys of us wandering around 

Gratifies our memories flowering bounds.

Disclosing ourselves and our preferences

Our belonging baffles through humor and dares.

With all this moving around fast

It is apt to call our understanding a blast.

But the short times well spent

Fell considerably short to take us repents.

Knowingly the long-distance built our goodbyes

We will always be in each other dreams acting spies.