i am of the moment
for all my notions of grandeur
my dreams and plans
i am of the moment
i crave the rise and fall of perfect moment
a memory creating moment
an unplanned, unscheduled
often hastily executed moment
i am of the moment
the upsweep of electricity in the air
the excitement of spontaneity
the coming in of the tide of fluorescent
don't mistake me
the obsessive compulsive planner,
the over sure careful considerer
for taking a hasty second of passion
the moment i am part of
is thought through
in that time that passes
between a kiss and air
between a kiss on lips or cheek
but given the moment
the perfect tide
the culmination of everything
the electric air, the red sky
the fluorescent tide
i am of the moment
those moments
when reality is questionable
i am of those moments
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