Love Sonnet 218: 'Our Tryst In Time, A Happenstance Gone By' Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

Our tryst in time, a happenstance gone by,
Went all so well and sweet, but very swift,
My heart, in sorrow did nothing but cry,
On rivers of its tears it's now adrift;

Short were those days, the sun made means to stay,
Night clamored that the sunsets made it wait,
And Dawn didn't wait to turn skies into gray,
When glims it saw of new day to create;

Yet, new days meant volumes were just unwrapped
From Time's eternal store of story files,
I'll seek the bookshelves where love stayed entrapped,
To mark it special from among the aisles;
.... That way, to find such chapter once again,
.... All that we'll do is tryst right there and then.