A heart beat, a blink of an eye or a quick draw of breath?

In a blink of an eye you captured my attention.
Dancing the dance of time, not admitting but hinting.
In a heart beat things went unsaid, better off not spoken.
The hurt flooding in with words left unsaid.
In a quick draw of breath will it all be gone.
Will it survive the test of distance and time?
Eyes searching out your name,
the heart-beat quickens with each passing moment.

How will it all end,
will the heart-beats keep fluttering past
or will they become one?

They fluttered past in flight, twisting and turning.
Hurting deeply inside, dancing the dance of time,
denying and hiding burning out of control.
Never reaching out to each other
the dance continues its flight of lost time.