Saturday, January 24, 2015

Time Stopped the Moment I Met You

If time is even real then it stopped 
the moment I met you
and we were the only two
ever in existence. 
And I could measure days by 
the sound of your voice (the only sound I know)... 
the stars that are born in your eyes (if I could be one)... 
the shadows that fall across your face (the only face I see)... 
the weight of your hands in mine like magnets pulling me in. (there is nowhere else I want to be)...
The two of us stretched out across the night, 
unfolding to become the day again. 
Small at first, but always expanding, 
rising and setting until moon and sun are one 
in this singular world of we. 

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