Time’s Embrace

How I wish to be lost in forever with you.

By Catherine Knox

An ever-greedy abyss steals time

lost, as the hands of what create seconds 

move too quickly for humans to comprehend

stay, we beg

to no avail, we are answered

moments equate memories after a while 

parties missed, 

gone like the wind

wrinkles line our facade of expressions

people are lost 

in a minute’s span

here. 

Then gone.

leaves are bared

then fall and are crunched under fast-moving feet

anew, the sun reveals itself each day.

Yet the presence of the moon dawns into the property of space

another night has approached to rid the day of its time

with no regret, it does not tarry its process

for it too must fall eventually

this watch I hold

I see its hands move, and I have met fear for the millionth time 

golden are the days I breathe, yet what life have I led?

Trapped within my own mind, time itself is a fear

it’s never-ending life could never be ended with violence

so with this notion, I say:

hug me now

kiss me here

speak to me now

show me care; I beg of you

be the one to blow all my worries away

before I too meet time’s inevitable embrace

as we all shall, 

once the sun sets itself down at last

and the hands of time take me away 

from your glorifying presence.