I tilt the bottle up, the last drop flowing into my glass.
I allow the warm red silk to slide
Down my throat and with that, allow you to enter my mind.
In no time you take over like a growing **** and my thoughts wander.
Maybe... Maybe we met at the wrong time.
Our young minds ran rampant with
Jealous Thoughts.
The distance hurt us, too.
But we had that chemistry.
An undeniable lust for adventure we
Found only in each other.
What if we met now?
If our new lives intermingled in a messy web of fate.
I could stop into a busy coffee shop on an unplanned trip northbound and above the overpowering scent of espresso beans I catch you, loose jawed, staring in my direction with the same twinkle you had universe's ago.
Could we find ourselves, a few years after, eating out of plastic take out cartons and sipping cheap red wine in front of a glowing screen we would share from our third Story apartment building?
My thoughts are interrupted by the jingle of keys outside my door, and I turn my attention back to my novel, the same page that I started an hour ago.

Your laughter resonates through the air,
Your lingering perfume permeates my nostrils,
What caught my eye, was your eyes,
Your radiant glow and dazzling eyes,
What caught my mind,
Were your witty remarks and mutual sarcasm,
I got hooked and never looked back,
Timing, all I can say,
Thank You!

I kind of wish I'd kissed you goodbye long enough for you to miss that train.
The next one would be there in 10 minutes but 10 minutes more with you would be paradise.
And I know you're out there living your dreams,
And I'm here trying to stop reminiscing over every second we spent together.
It's really difficult lately..
To walk around this city without feeling happy or sad..
Without thinking of where we kissed.
Which was kind of everywhere.
Ha!
But I guess what I'm trying to say is I miss you.
And that wasn't goodbye,
See you soon.
Or see you later as you put it.
Can later come already?

There's a whole ocean stretched out,
Blue and deep between our bodies.
But our hearts have always been,
Clasped by time in the same vault.

And I want you,
Like we've never been before.
We've never talked about it,
Our stolen time.

I'm stuck in this anticipation,
Thoughts of you wrapped around me.
The waiting is an unbearable pain,
Reminding me of life without you.

And I want you,
An aching I can't bear anymore.
I've never told you before,
Time stolen from us.

There's no escape from this place,
Clinging with anxious suspense;
That every piece of life will fall,
Blocking the only way to your presence.

And I wanted you,
In a way we'd never been before.
We don't talk
About this stolen time
And the reason for your changed mind.

I don't think I can keep carrying on
Holding these feelings inside.
If I don't talk about it
My life will be your stolen time.

my sense of timing is highly sophisticated
i can sense exactly how much time a task will take
i will start it when i have
exactly
that much time
left

if timing
were like rhyming
i'd be so slick
with the quick
it'd make you sick
how fast you'd fall
for me
like the apple
comes right off the tree

if timing
were like climbing
i'd grab the nearest rock i could
go higher than i thought i could
use strength i never knew i had
it'd never have to be this bad

if timing had an explanation
would we worry about expiration
would we find another fascination
would we tell ourselves to be more patient?

She said i love you

He said i loved you

Tree bears sweet fruits
Picked at the right time
Enjoyed by many