My heart is a veritable time bomb
its counter set months in advance.
Now its deadline draws near:
     The weeks,
     The days,
     The hours,
     The minutes.
Ever closer it comes
Now I've entered the same country
                                The same state
                                The same county
                                The same town
                                The same building
and finally,
the same room.
With seconds to spare
you cut the right wire
and your embrace has never felt so comforting
nor your kiss so desired as this moment
I am disabled,
we are finally reunited.