You rode the transient train And I was just a stop along the way, Puzzling the lines that curve your face Seeing if I fit in or was it the wrong time and place
Embracing timed moments Hoping it meant more than a frame Where time elapses like a photograph In a flash it was gone Didn’t know I could be so succinct.
The conductor blows his horn And I see you border on the borderlines Mind made up and the engine is running How could you be so certain.. I would not be the one you chose In a blink of a moment- That curved round your face I’m puzzling the pieces Wondering if I could have fit in I never knew I could be so succinct
Some people come and go in fleeting moments of time and leave potholes in you.