Your heart ticks like a clock

Darling, that'd make your love time.

All I can hear is your sweet voice talking

As I strain to rhyme.

While you remain youthful,

Your timeless romances have aged me

Seems like it’s been years since you have

Ticked for me solely.

Fleeting seconds filled full with neck kisses,

“aged-just- right” red and your lovely self, faultlessly fictitious.

Something’s changed. Evidently so,

Tell me why it’s different darling…

Where did the time go?