It’s never enough time

Just imagine it’s 2013
and I am blowing off work
to lie with you in bed.
We are young,
and fast,
and strong,
all our life still ahead.
Carefree on a May afternoon,
a gentle breeze through the window screen,
sun on the new-green trees,
cruel February far, far from here.
Breathe easy,
unlabored, untroubled;
dream big,

keep dreaming,

keep dreaming.