time and... time again




there have been many times i found myself with... no pen to write...
yet... my mind overflows with thoughts of you...
desperately i cling to their... momentary present...
i... long for a pen... and paper... to record those moments...
and those moments of longing...
were... just long enough... for the moment to pass...
damn! I... missed another moment... where i could have...
should have... experienced oneness...
having been merged with your essence...
consumed as i am... by your presence...
and these... endless thoughts of you...
but the glimpse of then... was enough to propel my thoughts to the future...
looking forward... to a time i could be one with you... again?
i looked past another... now... compelled by visions of you...
i travel back... and forth through time... searching...
for that... one moment of annihilation... causing the loss of all senses...
especially the sense of separateness... the sense of self-importance...
that gave birth to the illusions of... “U” and “I”...
and a dimension called... time...
time... to measure our movements... towards... and away? from... each other?
see... once upon a time... i remember when... you and i... are one!
how many times will we... look past each other...
letting moments slip by... back and forth... forth and back...
time’s pendulum eternally swings... yet...
in this reality called love... between you and i... there is no time...
time equals distance traveled... divided by rate...
how far and fast does one travel... to become one with... your self...
how far is the light of the moon...
when you are living within her gravitational pull...
were we to experience a... soul kiss...
how far must her energy travel... before i... taste it on my lips...
in no time at all i have.... traveled to the dimension of “U”...
to experience oneness with “I”...
i have run out... of excuses... out of illusions... out of time...
to think that i... ever existed... without you...
i have run out of time... to be lonely... or... alone...
i have run “out” of time for... simply being me... for i have run “in” to love...
with... “oneness”... the absence of you and i... one love...
causing the death of time... and the birth... of eternity...
yes! I have run out of time and words... trying to explain that there is no...
“I” without “U”... no... me without ... we...
i have no time left... to speak... about love...
when every moment is another opportunity to just... “BE”... One... Love!
So... wherever... whenever... whatever...
every moment becomes a short... forever...
you see? True love... exists... timelessly.
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