i wish i had a time machine
(and time for you to love me)
i would stall every second
just to see your face how you would look at me
from across the room
you and i
we were undeniable babe
then
i would pause space
to feel you kissing me with your entire self
with your confidence in your actions
we would kiss all night
and all morning
i never wanted to leave the bed
then

then
you would touch me with a passion i had never felt
true intensity neither of us needed to hide
then
then
then

If I had a time machine
I would hold your hand in confidence
before we knew pretense
of what right or wrong felt like
and keep you as my sidekick
and we would thrive in this life (time)
I would hold your hand in 1993
and watch Michael Jordan in his prime
front row seats
you and i
you and i
We may never see our prime together
But I have no doubt in my mind
that it existed
sometime, somewhere
out there