8:46 Am

Wednesday Morning

8:46 am;
I find myself staring 
not outward into the world
but within myself..
contemplating what life is
or maybe the Sauvi-how do i spell it?
oh, Sauvignon Blanc-I’ve sipped..

Time is still here
As it Presses On
In The deepest recesses of my mind
I Find..
More Than Just Words Un-etched
laying at rest

waiting for you to unearth them; my desire
a muse? no; a soulmate I’ve missed
I know you’re there
For Time is Still Here
As WE Press On; actors to this script.

shall we improv?
or do you love the routine?
shan’t it be mundane
for I shall remain
within arms reach
quaintest rhapsody; would you agree?

if we were to dance as time stood still?

I Know You..
You’re There, Somewhere
We Ourselves? Lost Yet Found
As They Forget The Less, With Hope

A Piece Of Heaven? 
at 8:57? Described, Redefined? 

I Know You…
You’re There, Somewhere
We Ourselves? Lost Yet Found
Remain Calm They Suggest, They Hope

We Do So..
As Time Stands Still
It Presses On