there is no time like the present,
they say, with no real meaning.
the only thing being that for most life doesnt seem
like a living age.
for me it was like a prison,
walls quickly moving ever inward; a shrinking cage.
and then there was you.
smiles for days, as if the happiness never ended
and when it did, tearful gazes that left me winded.
you are the oceans current, forever giving,
and whenever your name massages my mind
i feel as if i have nothing but space and time.