My Moment

Have you ever stopped to see the colors of a moment

Each second presents a hue of its own

Every variation stretching time with a tick

Tracing the memories of your hand

Each line in your skin an imprint

And every pigment tied to an emotion

Past

Present

Future

Getting lost in yourself

Soaring

Just expanding what could be

We are each crafted

For not one

But many

Infinite

Color-filled

Moments

Those specks in your eyes

The way your nose slopes to meet the sun

Your thighs, your hips, and feet born to run

Such sight doesn’t come easy

Many battles fought and won

And lost

But the day you come home to your skin

Your smile

Your joy

That moment

When every color has a place

And the sun hits just right

You see you for the first time in golden light

Hold that moment

Stretch that time

Speak gently to yourself

And whisper

“Mine”