Brief Encounter

i felt your touch
before you even saw me
fine, like electric sparks
from the fresh tumbled linen

tomorrow came before we knew
and the sun settled upon us
as your hair lay shining
across my chest

as i reached to feel for you
i noticed you were gone
too slow to grasp your beauty
i once again slipped into the ether

your face crosses my mind
as time removes you from my memory
like the scent and spark of fresh linen
which defined this brief encounter