Come Tomorrow, Slow Then
When time has passed, as time most surely will,
And today's seed towers among the trees,
When joyous thoughts of you and I do fill
My soul and mind as much loved memories;
Only then fierce anticipation cedes,
And breathless gasps for long awaited air
Give way to breaths long-deep, fulling needs.
Tomorrow goes, when you are safely here.
Just a day? An eternity for sure!
For distance never seems so far as when,
The end's in sight, and yet, this day endures.
Reunited soon, then, slow time; slow, then,
For passing time is not a friend to love,
Yet, hearts shall mend what clocks must suffer of.