A Thousand Lives

Knowing where and when you are

Trapped in my own timeline.

No past or future.

Thinking about you in the now…

And forever.

I’ve imagined a thousand lives together.

Each with a rude awakening and bitter taste,

As the sweet scent of you vanishes.

The incompetence I feel as the mirage of you slips away,

Back into the deepness of my subconscious.

For there is where I hide you, where I seek refuge when I feel like a lily pad on water in the middle of a storm.

The sum of words from every spoken language across the ages is not enough to compose into sound vibrations what you make me feel.

I do not understand the why nor the how behind your incredible act,

But I remain dazed and awed in how defenseless I feel to your every movement through this fabric of time and space.

I may die and be reborn a million times and I am sure I may never feel the same.

To die and be reborn, never feel the same.

Perhaps that is what it takes…