I have sown the moon in the sky for you so every night its there for you to see
I have stopped every clock from ticking time away I have turned the tides back from the shore
I have stopped your world in blue belled Spring and locked my in the falling leaves of Autumn
So now you can rewind the moments of the world You can go back, to that one moment of choice
and never find the hose, nor set the engine deadly running nor send those texts of fond farewells, to friends who looked away
nor write to me with love a comfort letter for the dreadful loss.
No! Just you:
the tufted, still blonde cowlick sticking up the crinkled nose and cheeky smile those sea blue eyes to drown in strong brown arms, muscles flexed and toned wrapped tight around me warm and alive.