(500) days

On day (1) it's all about intuition,

a hint and a handfull of expectation.

on day (eight) time is already melting,

screaming without a voice,

the moment u wanted.

on day (34) mind racing,

you have a reason,

you have a choice,

here we go again.

on day (one-hundred and two) ,

i'm charmed by your smile,

entranced by your eyes,

i melt at your hands,

and blend with your sounds.

on day (three-hundred five),

a dream,

a love,

a moment

frozen in stars,

sparkling my words.

on day (500) well...

one fine day,

we'll fly away.