Eternal Second

Since I saw you, dazzling as you passed,
you cast a spell, no turning back at last.
For years I've tried, struggling to forget,
that image etched in my mind, lingering yet.
Those eyes that hypnotized me utterly,
your laughter and your glow that captured me.

Prisoner of your lips, of time's cruel core,
filled with nostalgia, here I stand once more.
Clinging to moments I couldn't hold or stay,
watching the world begin to fade away.

The hours, in your presence, shrank to minutes,
silken instants, now dead and diminished;
for when I tried, with my soul, to seize and keep,
they turned to ashes before I could reap.

Prisoner of the clock that refused to pause,
I watched the hours vanish before your cause,
reduced to sighs, to simple dust and air.

You were the eclipse that devoured my time,
leaving me shipwrecked on those seconds rare
that slipped away before I could make them mine.

Today I count the days without your shade,
hoping that time, in its careless parade,
forgets at last its fate to march ahead
and grants me once more that oblivion with you instead.

And though the world spins on without mercy or care,
I'll remain here, dwelling in that second eternal where
your laughter has not yet turned to silence; for in the end,
living in your memory is the only way time won't pretend
to leave me wholly without you.I no longer seek tomorrow, nor the wind's wild course,
I'm a captive echo in this endless thought's force.

If time is a river rushing toward its sea,
I am the shore that keeps you from breaking free.Scar of light, ghost of skin so real,
drinking your absence with honey-sweet feel.
No clock to mark the hours, no sun to warm my days,
only this memory that my soul pursues in haze.

Though the present begs me to move on and depart,
I've made your absence the rhythm of my heart.
And in this void, so full of you alone,
time, at last, has forgotten me—I've made it my own.

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