' TIME '
by Ken David Blick

Time.
I'm sure it was passing,
but inside our bubble,
it did not exist.
Neither did people,
although they were all around us.
We were not alone,
yet at the same time,
we were.
Everything was silent
except for your voice,
and the beating of my heart.
My ears were like hot coals
sitting upon a cast iron pot.
It was winter
but you had me in a sweat.
I still don't understand
how my mumblings made you smile.
The touch of your hand upon my arm
sent shivers through me.
When I looked into those eyes,
I was amazed to see your soul.
Time.
It just took a little
time.

' TIME '
by Ken David Blick
Copyright © Ken David Blick
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