I'll take Time, <br />twist it into a toy balloon; <br />hold it aloft at our favorite restaurant; <br /> <br />I' ll take our Past and mellow it <br />amid the anniversary toasts- <br />all of its rough spots smoothed out. <br /> <br />Place before me Future's Bliss <br />ready to receive the kiss <br />which aligns our stars in neat rows <br />above our head-board <br />where Moonlight and Suns play; <br /> <br />this kiss our portal <br />to that eternal Now where <br />Time our friend <br />takes seconds and expands them <br />into eons <br /> <br />lofting us <br />to that Beyond <br /> <br />where True Love's Dispensations <br />swirl in Gauzy Time suspended. <br /> <br />And that is plenty of Time for us. <br /> <br />Grant us then <br />a second's length <br />because we shall see <br />it never end- <br />in sweet Gauzy Time.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gauzy-time-elena-s-story/
