If time were a heartbeat I’d breathe in deep and slow Stretching this moment to the point of breaking Each lull between beats a lifetime of your lips against my own.
I’d drink in the softness of your mouth Until my head began to spin I’d breathe in once- only if I must- Afraid to tick that second hand past anything but here and now With you.
Your arms, your touch my present and my past Your love the only point in time I want. The future looms: uninviting If I can’t have you.
So I will slow my heart I will quiet the steady thrum And pretend that I can make time stop.