And in time, I come to choose you

And in time, I come to realise that there will never be enough of it.

We are, and will always find ourselves, wanting for more time.

There is no sooner

There is no later

We are, and always have been, chasing our shadows through time.

Making ‘never-endings’ of brief moments and short exchanges. Cherishing our days of oasis in the eternal desert that robs us of skin, flesh and bone

Kissing each other by the teeth. Grinding your canines against mine. With the cracks in my incisors matching the ridges in yours.

Our stomachs growling in the heat. The sand burying our toes and our feet.

Slowly, we perish in the heat of time.

A few stolen minutes under the unforgiving sun of love.

How slowly we perish in the heat of time

Making dust of your bones and mixing them with the dust of mine

No sooner

No later

Only toothless shadows chasing each other through the annals of time.

Shadows yours. Shadows mine