Intervals of Time....

In this brief, indefinite interval of time.
Mysteries are revealed in your deep eyes.
Fantasies released from imprisonment.
A mural-like painting engraved, so close to touch.
Feelings that can never be quenched.

A period of life.
That will never be abandoned.
A piece of your heart.
That no matter how much you try to bury.
Will always be there.
Deep down awakening the very soul.


Thoughts emerging.
Quickening the rates of hearts.
Imagining a time when it's fine.
The day that it is finally off my mind.

But although out of thoughts.
It comes on the beat of your heart.
The essence of your life.

And in intervals of time.
You see.
Me.
And I.
See you.

We grasp hands.
& walk along like we use to.
Everything is ok.
Everything is alright.
But in those intervals of time.
It's black and white.
Me and you.
Together.
Tonight.