Mystery

Mystery, what’s the allure that draws me to your clutches; you draw me near and completely drown me in your sweet smell. Whatever corner i turn to hide from you, you eagerly await and i cannot run away from you fast enough. I am captivated in your embrace and as far as much as i try to outrun you; i truly want you to capture me and enslave me, please make me yours. I dream about you, i long for you and yet you escape me!. If you were a genie and I had forty wishes, all I would wish for – is you.

Time!

Time, how mysterious you are. At times you pass as swift as a feather carried on a summer’s breeze; sometimes you linger as slowly as a relaxed sigh. You are the hurricane and the sunrise at the same time as impossible as that seems. We dread and look forward to your passing with the same combination of fear and excitement.
You bring healing and heartache in the same breath to different people at different times, how I wish I could harness your power and reach in and get lost in your miracle.
Time, please be kind to me.