Wind of Future Past

Among scenes and beings of façade,

Attention seized by a manner watchful and resolute;

Drawn as I were to a gaze silent and absolute,

Memories shared first at the promenade.

Your form and physique lean,

Sleek and elegant extremities;

Broad in back with no modest qualities,

Hair thick yet soft with sheen.

You speak with reticence:

Watery eyes with subdued sensitivity,

Sharp mind glowing with endless curiosity;

A spirit as vigorous as youthful exuberance.

A single look upon you invigorates -

Shards of the past blow forward,

Tug at the rider and steed onward;

Pray for another spin before all dissipates.

Standing in the breeze as clouds roll by,

Don’t you desire the wild wind past?

Of a time in synchronized motion last,

Gallop in union and stride, into the sky.