Time

And all I had wanted was the warmth of your skin,
the confidence you gave me for the layer I'm in,
To awake from your voice which carried nothing but praise,
for times we had spent in your bed that summer day.

And as quickly it came, as swiftly it left.
All I wanted to yell was "oh please not yet".
For the kindest of words I have realized don't last,
especially in the wake of a love that has past.

"In time all things grow old and weak" -Unkown