You belong with my heart
captured in time, standing still
deep breaths, even when
you are sleeping
nothing can wake you up
not even the dreams
of us together forever
let the blankets cover
all your mistakes, hiding
but don't forget the warmth
I provide when you toss and turn
my hand is always here
when you awake again

--The line torturing
its always held me back
staring, mocking, my resolve
it nips my foot
a friendly reminder;
it tells me theirs nothing
on the other side
yet, something scratches
my throat to voice what
everyone hated me for
Was it an opinion?--

He never catches up
always behind, chasing
Only meeting four times a day
a red line separates us often
We kiss at midnight and noon,
hug at six-thirty in the morn and night
till the red line passes us
splitting after a single second
till we cross paths again