Time Slows Poem by Shogunoka Ledesma III

Time slows
Like the wind
In the afternoon
When I gaze at you

Your dark hair
Glistens like crystal water
It flows like the river
Against the warm wind

How I want to rest
My weary head
On your firm shoulders
And drown on your sweet aroma

Is it true?
That you capture
Heavenly constellations
So your eyes lit like evening stars?

I don’t know
But this I’m sure
That my soul is captivated
When I gaze at you