Golden

For a little while time was golden. For a moment the fruit was juicy and sweet
For a day or so I knew the sweetest man.
Honey dripped from his lips and I licked and savored every drop.
Goodness oozed from his pores.
To be near him was more than I could stand. So I would sit - sit near him.
I would walk. Walk close to him.
I would follow him just to be near him again. For a little while time was golden.
For a day or so. Maybe longer.
Time is no longer on my side. So maybe it was longer.
I know it wasn't long enough.

SG Wallace 2008


Oldie but goodie.