nine seventeen
look at me
our eyes will meet halfway
where understanding and bliss co-exist
where lunacy and passion share a common ground
where dream and reality remove all doubts
seconds will slip between us like sand through fingers
but time will stop
and will cease to exist
for me.
i will be lost and wander without guarantee
in that place where your beauty and grace
will engulf all that is possible,
drowning insecurities and such.
do not take your eyes away,
i’d rather be lost in your sight
than go on breathing without you looking.
