Your Time Won't Be Lost

Simmering heat
Bare feet, calloused souls
Onward to the new, you entered
Tiny, tragic, tempting
World closes
Creating a telescopic view of you
Marching and matching
Shoes unknown to us

Gathering around green grass
A memory, flash, a laugh
Musical musings of your mouth
Hands gather like clouds
Become lighting sounds
Eyes all enticed, focused on you

Distance: distracting, daunting
Energies get closer
Shadows entwine
Fingers, friction grinding fabric
Scraping nerves away

Green, gathering eyes, garble my mind
Words, a vapor
Catching them one at a time
Visions of far away places
LIfe, different, daring and dreamy

Magnetic connection challenging me
Time: ticking and towering
Your feet to the floor
Fingers softly through my hair
Again your vapor, name on paper
On to the new, nice to meet you