Owning Now

Poem By Annie Jane

We've got now.

Here, this very moment, where each passing second belongs to us,
We own it all.

While the world can't spare us all her time, she's given us plenty,
She's given us now.

Time, blank faced,
Winds down,

Wears out,
When it fails to fit into this exclusive existence we share.

Lying as your echo, shadow,
Breathing you in like the air's not enough,

I am because you are,
Am me for no other purpose than to share in this

With you.

So the well-worn, lived-in past and the who-knows tomorrow are
Gone, or never were,

When this second

Is spent in your eyes,
And I live to love and exist as yours.

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Reminds us all what it's like to be in love.

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