the desperation for such a hopeless idea
to live as time is of one’s imagination
when the blood flow ceases
and the heart stops beating
i only hope i live on
pulling the latent aura in my dimming consciousness
to see the light in your eyes
and reaching to make my existence known
am i deserving?
to share your space if i keep my distance?
i’d mutilate every piece of my being
to retain myself as yours
i’ll wait for you in eternal timelines
so long as you ache for it as much as i do

04/08/24
© poeticsofnikki