Of Love and Time

Of the love we are put on this Earth to seek,
of the time we are given and life learned,
I find in these seconds of life critique
so often the moments before me spurned
to relive or yearn for consolation.
From the time that lives only in my mind,
immortal dreams or mortal condemnation,
not solace, purpose or myself defined.
Yet, my life has turned around each moment,
as a pyre twists into the night’s sky,
from the consummation comes the torment
with immortal lips does a mortal lie.
Now, this moment, in each going forward
you are my heaven, the greatest reward.