Trapped

I found the minutes of my lover well, And awaited each one in pictured form. Her touch and shape, did her eyes compel. The coldest times became a space so warm. I claim no reason when obsession reigns, As burning veins cause no reasoned thought, And stoked the fire, to its lifting flames. In a world of mad fragrance both were caught. Trapped together where loneliness was found. Love spent time lost with no guarantee. A moment taken from the storms around. Another world to which both did flee. The rush of years in a place long gone. A memory held, time now walks upon.