Time passes so quickly when I’m with you, I don’t know what else to think

Those leftover moments of comfort, I wish they could last forever

You’re so radiant, but even I cannot match up with the rays you leave below

So many open spaces, they all close and open at intervals 

Receiving and perceiving those fragmentations as corrupted whole

It disturbs, my ego and intellect, resorting to unpleasant reiterations

Thine’s presence, is the only thing to lull my susceptibilities to rest.