Time’s the space between events.
Events made from cause and effect.
Effects felt when closing space,
causing events to speed up the space.
Much like life, love and lust,
the time comes and in we’re thrust.
The future is and the past was,
effecting all, just because.
A night alone but I’m not blue.
Another day and I’ll be with you.
Now I’ve time to ponder and appreciate,
our time together since our first date.
A cup of coffee in a winter chill,
I was greeted with warmth, remembered still.
Seasons have past and love’s grown for you.
Our autumn awaits, never again blue.