It was one moment
time stopped...

Time simmers like a placid lake,
each life making a ripple...

Time flows
in uneven turrets...

The ink is on the floor
my hand can hold the quill no longer...

Silently I watch your lips;
you speak to a beautiful woman...

I look at the world
Through my stain glass soul...

My gaze lingers
on your wonderful lips...

Morning is that gritty
Spearmint flavored...

Maybe I should leave this place
Leave all the memories behind...

Searing hands upon my soul
Tears holding me together...

I roll over on to my..
Rolling over I see...

I struggle for air
in an ocean of thought...