Time is Running Out.

Taken from https://www.pinterest.ca/cakhariharan/minimalist-drawings/

Honey,
I am watching the clock
sweep the time,
the time away from our
pool of life.
so what are we waiting for?

Honey,
you and I,
we are transient survivors
who came to meet
through a chance
encounter.

So let’s talk and talk
through out this
night
in all the ways
we can think of

For

when tomorrow comes
we will say goodbye
and hope that our memories
are enough
to keep us high
through
all the salty tears
that will puddle
on the floor.

Honey, what are we waiting for?