Counting the days,
watching the hours
as the clock ticks away
but every moment is ours
to save each kiss
we will shower each other
again.
Here in the soft light
of my little corner,
I still feel the touch
of your lips
that lingers
on my mind
the way my hands did
on every part of you.
And your voice plays
like a song
stuck in my head,
speaking the words
we’ve whispered
in the little world
we’ve shared
while it was on mute.
Under the magic
of its workings,
there is comfort to be had
in knowing
that time is on our side;
do not fear the tides
ahead.
In the Soft Light of My Little Corner
May 26, 2022
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