There is Only Now
We can only live in the moment
No past or future, only the present
Time stolen from others
Out of the dimensions of time and space.
Moments seem endless
And hours seem short
Because of the intensity between us
And the knowledge that our time is not infinite.
How does this happen?
This understanding, this connection?
Distance makes us remote
But allows us to be closer
Our defences down
Game faces removed
With our clothing
As our talk changes from warm and loving
To passionate and erotic
Moving each other
On every level
Talking, laughing about everything
Kissing, touching everywhere
Fucking, coming every way.
I cannot think about it ending.
There is only now.
