We know so little about the moment
we shifted gear to start moving fast…
but time does not stop…

but once we gain speed
stopping became an option we cannot find

life cannot be a linear progression
accelerating always…

we need to decelerate
get to live again..
write poems
read love stories
kiss passionately
walk through lonely streets
alone and together
holding someone’s hands
and then if possible
get lost in the smell of the air

Categories: Poetry