In Respect to Time
Know me when I suggest, the time it took to favor love,
is like a flashing seen by few, yet felt eternally.
It is that moment when your eyes do sparkle
when your hair holds luster,
your legs, oh my …
When time allows my love to reach for your heart,
a slow methodical touch of passion that would suggest,
when gone again, I will love you from afar,
until next time,
until your eyes avail my desire.
Oh I cannot define the hours of need,
when my body yearns to feel the center of your dreams.
I only ask for this moment to become a memory,
all told a nostalgia repeats itself whenever could
our lives cross paths with importance and purpose.
We are the delicious nature of an instinctual reality,
it is that time we are known
the time it takes,
the moment when two lives become one,
oh to favor time.