On the brink of love by Omer Tarin

On the brink of love

by Omer Tarin

I saw her catch love

in a mirror,

the almond of her eyes

blossoming into truth;

I saw him freeze

in that moment,

pitching the tent of his wandering

upon her doorstep; 

When the kohl of night 

stained the ivory of their cheeks

I stole quietly by,

holding my breath

within the hollow of my hands;

Not even the soul dare suspire

on the brink of love's embrace.

© Omer Tarin 2016