This feeling for Time feels a lot like love
and every breath I take is how I stroke Its cheek.
I’m a wind tunnel;
I’m swallowing in hopes it will calm
unforgiving butterflies who
Wake me. And Keep me awake.
Every breath I take is how I love Time back.
And It watched me walk down the aisle,
waiting patiently till I said “I do.”
“I do want my life.”