The Moment

The moment

When your infatuation becomes love

When your addiction becomes love

 

The moment

When your expenditure becomes love

When your every breadth becomes love

 

The moment

When your averted crisis becomes love

When your best friend becomes love

 

These are the moments

That bring tears to my eyes –

That drown me into the darkest and deepest

Most emotional area of fate

Of my most fragile state

 

 

The moment

When your selling of art becomes love

When your subject becomes love

 

The moment

When your game playing becomes love

When your courtship becomes love

 

The moment

When your crush becomes love

When your date becomes love

 

These are the moments

That bring tears to my eyes –

That bring sorrow to my heart

And shatter the stars

Which heal my internal scars

 

 

The moment

When your fantasy become love

When your secret becomes love

 

The moment

When your own shadow becomes love

When your own name becomes love

 

The moment

When your facts become love

When your history becomes love

 

These are the moments

That bring tears to my eyes –

When an arrow pierces through and through

When no escape from the inevitable is near

And all you can do is surrender to every tear

 

 

The moment

When your blindness becomes love

When your consumption becomes love

 

The moment

When your expiration becomes love

When your experience becomes love

 

The moment

When your reasoning becomes love

When your existence becomes love

 

These are the moments

That bring tears to my eyes –

When the pain is unbearable

When your constant objections

And your truth become my reflections

 

The moment

When your last choice is your own decision

When your only choice is your only decision

And when you're in love

There is no other choice

But is to follow it with everything you've got

 

That moment

That is “The” moment.

 

© 2013 David Greg Harth

13.01.03.22:40:44@130BklynNYC

Previous
Previous

Saying Goodbye

Next
Next

A Dozen Times