Nectar of the Moment…Passing.

Droplets of my eyelids caress
the moment passed up
In an every moment time
That seems to last a lifetime
When you aren’t there
Knowing how I fucked up
Just when you disappear
And I become me again
Losing myself in the ruse
Of the situation
And the weight that I impend
With the scotch flights
I take some nights
Where all ends and some things try to begin –
Sipping on the nectar
Of how I know better
than to listen to emotion
when all it ever does is
make my bed of intention
a bit closer
and I can’t seem to find my way
in the moment that won’t listen….

One Response to “Nectar of the Moment…Passing.”

  1. Sipping on the nectar
    Of how I know better

    ’tis bittersweet eh?
    Great poem.

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