A sigh, a whisper
a ticking clock.
There's you, there's me,
eyes interlocked

Believe, in us
and where we want to be?
Not one, but both of us
in perfect harmony.

The clock, it mocks us
it symbolizes our time.
Each tick, reminding
forever I'm yours
if you'll be mine

Our bodies just vessels
our energy as one.
As I enter you gently
and warmth overcomes

Our fingers locked,
and intertwined
we come together
The clock unwinds.


© Kinga77