You were a moment in time that sparked a match within my skin, filling me with desire.
A moment that gave me air when my lugs didn't seem to want to help me breathe.
That moment in time that consumed most of my thoughts and allowed me to dream.
You were a moment time that sent blood to my heart allowing it to pump the sensation of life through my tired veins.
A moment in time that would contemplate simplicity in silence, allowing me to kiss the side of its cheek.
You were a passing moment in time of flesh and bone that engraved itself into my very soul.
-P.G.V
