Love of Time

The faster that I move thru time, The longer you will miss me, 3 million of your blinks define, The one since you last kissed me... As I leave what still remains, Beyond my point of origin, Time will free me just the same, So our paths are not insurging ... Even as I turn around, I can see you left behind me, Bent in space without a sound, As the fabric tears inside me... Which opens up the other doors, We never knew existed, In the space between the floors, And places that its shifted... I believe someday I'll find, The one thing that's forever, If the Love I have for time, Is what's keeping us together... Terry WWW.WhiteLionPoetry.com