The luxury of time
the plenitude of momentsÂ
plump, ripe, complete
I blindly believe left to me
even this one this very now
swiftly flowing past and followedÂ
directly by another holdsÂ
the possibility, no
the probabilityÂ
each and everyÂ
as I tend to imagineÂ
of brillianceÂ
not to mention
magic.Â
