a split second.
you and me,
in a storm, wind rushing by us
the ground shakes,
and the oceans rumble their acceptance.
you and me,
a heady cocktail
of music and words,
guitars and sighs,
with a garnish of wishes on top.
when you stopped by the side of the road,
to listen to a tune that reminded you of me,
i wrote poems on every piece of paper i could find,
just so they won't show up in my eyes when i look at you.
you and me,
as seen through the eyes of imagination,
we are the time that runs
even when the clocks stop working.
when our goodbye comes,
let's make it quick.
we will only have a split second.