It’s funny how the world does spin
an ever turning way
To bring the sun and then the moon
on any given day

With hours steady passing by
they start and then they end
As if in the blink of an eye
to come around again

But then at times it slows a bit
to down below a crawl
As if the earth is standing still
and doesn’t move at all

The skies just sit there lingering
so calm above your head
When suddenly your heart is filled
by something that she said

A smile forms upon your face
your pulse a rapid beat
As breathing quickly slips away,
now weak upon your feet

It’s funny how the world does spin
an ever turning way
Until she whispers “I love you”
on any given day