Moments
I want moments, I want romance. I want each step of your dance. I want to scream up at your balcony in the heavy rain only your name, only your name. I want to serenade you softly in the dark. I want each moment. I want each spark. I want moments - dear gods there’s not a moment yet to spare - so many moments. I want moments with you - all the moments that you can bear. I want a hundred or maybe two thousand very definite, individual moments together; now immediately, and going on into the distance, forever. © 2025 @StaceyBattlestheWorld