Moment Poem by koto wanderer

Moment



a moment has its own face
blood circulates
never stops
even for a beat

a moment is history
mind wanders
never feel the same
even in a dream

a nanosecond ago is history
you, of a second ago are gone
a gather of history is you
I want to feel every moment of you

eternally

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alfredo Jacques 12 December 2006

This is very beautiful I loved every moment. :)

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