Thursday, September 24, 2009

A Moment

You run toward me

Draped in color

Swirling round

Your bare skin

The breeze blows

Delicately moving

your curls

and the silk

over you.

Blue crystals shine

in your eyes

As you smile

A smile I have seen a hundred times

And yet, it is always new

Sometimes in these moments
I can only think

one thought

Life is so magical

And I hold my breath

So that I may hold onto

the seconds

Time slows

But then I must exhale

And with my breath

The moment fades

Reminding me

That in every second

Life must leave behind the past

And move forward.

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