Idle moments,
forgotten dreams.
Listless wanderings,
raucous play and empty hearts,
bleeding away the foul nights.
What is a moment?
Come take a walk through the infinite second;
void of definition, standard or law.
Come and watch with me.
The sordid dens filled with debauchery;
the lonely houses drowning in darkness;
the enchanting thrill of lovers’ chase;
hearts stolen in the quiet night;
nightmares frightened off with the touches of a lover.
Come, let’s discover the possibilities of one single,
droplet of time.
The eyes that meet;
the friendly greet;
lovers we lose;
the farewells we choose;
Lifted hearts tempted and lost,
to frivolous imaginings at great cost.
Come and see the multitudes of fantasies;
donated or taken in a moment.
The first kiss we grant on tender lips;
passions ignited under the blessed light of stars;
to wandering hands prying into locked chests;
cruel bargains stolen and delivered in secret touches.
The people agreed to;
those consumed without consent.
All in a single moment.
One fragment can narrate endless stories.
Come and lose ourselves in the worlds
we shape for each other.
Blossoming loves;
petty arguments won;
promises made and broken;
lascivious thirst for skin on skin;
fights turned brutal, burning, raging in the dead hours;
shattered trust; bitter confusion;
stinging remorse;
the pulse of regret tapping under the skin.
We feel so much in one second.
Together, a seething, roiling
mass of humanity laid bare.
A connective unit, ignoring it’s separate
millions of limbs.
Let’s marvel at this spectacle.