It just seems
that when
I search for beauty in life
my thoughts shift
instantly to you.
Time will cease
to matter
though seconds
never cease to tick off—
so that now
you will live in my verse
so go ahead
and love me, use me,
inspire me, abuse me
I really won’t mind
if the boomerang
jettisons back the other way
what we have is special
but it could also be magic
a mystical alchemy of souls
grasping one another
in quest for the great secrets
and this grand wrestling match
between my ambivalent thoughts
flickers with a lucid light