Still Time

That moment I had

when driving,

sunset dripping over my windshield as the dimming colored clouds hugged my soul until I wept

with joy

that I could feel and had a heart even though it was still raw and bleeding.

 

That moment I have

when I hear that song

and I'm taken me back to those childhood summer days;
 just me and my mom,

laughing and singing along in the black vw bug, top down.

 

That moment I have

when the smell

of autumn leaves smoldering into soil and rain soaked summer grasses

takes me home

to the family farm where I had a childhood, where my children were born.

 

That moment I want
when a taste

of your pomegranate lingering lips

is where I go

when I close my eyes and think of you whom I may not yet know.

There is still time

for time to stand still

with you.

Author's Note

First stab, I'm new at this.