I have nothing but one second here,
Fleeting as the earth chooses to move right,
If she wills.
And my entire eternity in that fraction
Should condense into, within the walls of
Your effervescent beating heart.
So that my reason to live is yours to win
And the goodness I have, but little, would shine off your dark eyes
For the world to worship your name and
enshrine your soul into the
Temple of lost homes and good times.