Clocks That Stop
Hello, hello, hello-
Fifteen feet, is all it takes,
For my heart to miss a beat-
Everyday, you look my way,
A secret, that we must keep-
It’s cold inside, this absent block,
A key that fits your perfect lock.
And I wonder if our dreams collide-
If we live, a life trapped, inside-
This heart-shaped box, you made for me-
Out of hello, goodbye and nice to see-
You will, be mine, in time-
You will, be mine, in time-
In time… In time… In time-
And when, our clocks, will stop-
We’ll be, forever, locked-
We’ll be, forever, locked-
But for now, I’ll just say goodbye-
And you’ll smile, the sweetest smile..
Goodbye
(August 2008)