At First Sight
(A Glimpse)
A glimpse,
A race,
A chasing of eyes.
…
Hearts pounding,
Pupils darting,
Such a beautiful surprise.
…
Some say that before you die,
Your life flashes before your eyes,
But you just proved them wrong.
…
I saw everything from the past,
Separate and yet, so perfectly lined,
Even fate could not have written this song.
…
Then I saw the, "you and me",
In a house with a big ugly tree,
And we were watching our kids play at the park.
…
Then the lull from the chime,
Of the clock stealing time,
Getting older, but still making sparks.
…
And I could've died content,
In that blink of an eye,
But to have done so would've been quite a shame.
…
Having lived through that life,
In all of its beauty and strife,
Without ever having gotten your name.
About the Creator
Nicholas Sparkman
Enigmatic and wistful with a love for writing that only shows when inspiration strikes. Literature, poetry, cinema, and board game enthusiast. Author of "Fractures in a Glass Mind: A Collection of Poetry and Songs".
@spark_manic



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