S.T.A.Y

A crude moment

Of self-confession,

A fixed star in my sky

With rapid implosions

And a bright flash of lightning -

Collapses and ruptures

From stardust into memories

All at once

Like infinite half-open matchboxes,

Surrounding me in the standstill.

I narrate my story

Trapped, in an unpassing moment-

Time-less;

Space-less

Floating;

One memory to the other.

I narrate this story

My yearning and her zeal,

From a little girl’s room

Witnessing the miracle of her life,

In her youthful passion..

I watch her rise,

Fall,

And rise again;

With hope that she will, for me,

Save the day.

 

Forever is the word

And this moment, right here -

Is my forever.

 

What happens now?

It’s gravity -

that keeps pulling me down;

Don’t let go, there never was a plan B

Stay!