The Swallows and the Sunsets

Capricorn

Hold on to my hand

The way you try to hold on to your innocence.

I listen to you speak 

The way I listen to grandfather clocks chime.

I linger on to every syllable 

So the sound lasts longer in my mind. 

You play with the turquoise on my ring

Every time my hand lays close to yours

And I find ways to count the freckles on your face

Without you noticing.

I lose track every time when I get to the ones

Surrounding your blue eyes.

Commitment doesn't scare me.

It's the connection.

It's time.

Will we lose it?