Define time, at its broken ticks and tocks.
Define the finesse that was needed for it.
Define the levels that were required.
Define the universe that we manifested and measured.
For time itself could morph into moments of:
Something close,
Something warm,
Something distant,
Something tangible,
Something moderate,
Something inconsiderate,
Surely these moments that we split are seconds.
Nothing was sold,
Nothing was replaced,
Nothing was thrown out,
They were ours to begin bring us into completion.
Seconds on where I have everything to lose and to gain.
Though…
To lose is not be rewound,
To gain is not to be forwarded,
If they are not replace nor sold or thrown
…they are being chastised.
They are chastised with memories inside my heart.
They are chastised with serenity, inside your heart.
If these moments are lost and was mocked by the abyss,
Then nothing will be accounted for as a treasure.
He takes everything away and gives no recompense in turn,
therefore not a single taint will stain it.
A single taint would deceive them into falling apart creating chaos-
chaos where it would create disintegration and pandemonium.
I will protect where your heart is and where it is mine is also there for you.
Now it is tainted, though the memories are still intact and fresh.
Now those tainted moments became my haunting nightmares.
Now nothing is either preferred as either good or bad.
Although when I see you more often in those tainted moments, I call
to you my recurring dreams.
Wait if these dreams of you those recur along with my nightmares,
Is it still eligible to call them my dreams of you?
So now let me say this to you.
My thoughts hardened but my will still standing still
makes a move where the horizon is going to go on.
Now…
Design time with its unique ebb and flow.
The ebb on which I caved you in but nevertheless
your torrential current created a flow giving your way out.
Design the crime scene where you came in and took
my precious heart away. Although I got it back with yours
for someone like you have something that no one could compare.
Nothing compares to that down to earth being you are.
Design the level that was solely for you because of its unique formation,
Though balanced and completed you manage to throw me off.
Throw me off into three particular corners of balance and completion.
The balance, a magnificent harmony where I would hear your alluring voice.
The equilibrium, a completion of perpetual rhythmic heartbeats.
A Libra on where I could justify my parameters around where you threw me off.
A universe without you is a star without its cluster.
Clusters were the fragments,
Fragments I considered both big and small.
Pieced them together you create the universe I was looking at.
So wrap your arms around me,
As I am warped inside you drowning slowly but passionately.
Lay them close to where I would be warm,
and suspended within that hearth.
Lay them close to where my heart would hear yours,
perpetually and mechanically.
Lay them near where the soul meets my soul,
Reflecting ourselves both physically and emotionally.
Share your time upon me and let everything slow down.
Slowed to where you and I kissed for an eternity.
