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.