Uncontrollable

Our eyes met and it was kismet’s ticket

at that deserted juncture in life

far from the stations that lead to dreams.

 

One look possessed our hearts utterly lost and out on control

hopelessly aware we were on collision course,

unable to keep them from racing

every muscle tight and tense

with a pumping, pounding power,

the intense raging rush inside

that stirred our minds in dizzying daze.

 

But the ride was so flush with adrenaline

surely it was divine in its intent,

never worried the possible consequence

for something that felt so good couldn’t ever be bad

then came the moment the journey became an accident,

how it rammed my head against reality’s walls.

 

Was a jaunt that didn’t end as I hoped,

learned so painfully in long lament on that internet track,

love is a conductor who is also the engineer

that gives you a seat knowing the rails end at a canyon.