Time is truly an illusion. these minute, these hours don’t actually matter if we choose to ignore them.
When you first kissed me time didn’t stop it just swirled and twisted morning went back to sleep the Earth’s rotation faltered and the glass face of a pocket watch shattered
we laughed at the world and their silly clocks we screamed we are tenseless from the all the mountain tops we climbed as we burned every last american spirit and listened to the absence of time I whispered Baby we are the now and the now is what all we need we didn't care about our future or our past they were occurring all at the same time we lived in the waist of an hourglass
when we laid in bed I forgot that time ever moved linearly. I forgot that outside of our little world, clocks were ticking, days were passing, and snow was melting. we were encased in a moment we lived in every lapse of time. where clock hands stay fast to their post
I didn’t expect things to last forever because forever is a unit of time but i've seen the sun set and rise 62 times since i saw you with your watch wound and ready to go forward
Alright, it's my first poem on here. I wrote this in about 4 minutes and I don't really like doing edits quite yet. Tell me how you like it I guess?