In dim lit morning light,
dew on grass felt under my Jordan's,
fleeting,
yet enjoyed.
Birds whispering their soft secrets,
through tranquil air,
fleeting,
Yet always relished.
A glance, a swift smile shared with stranger,
like a 15$ cosmopolitan down the throat,
Oh, how utterly fleeting,
yet cherished.
Hearts entwined in shared moments,
like her carvings during those crimson days,
fleeting,
yet revered.
The sun sets gently,
painting the sky with different hues of my verses,
Now this the epitome of fleetness !
still cherished.
Time slips by like sand through fingers,
each grain a memory etched in stone,
Damit,
It is still cherished.
A dream ?
A longing thought ?
Everything unfolds in fleeting moments,
yet every heartbeat is a toast,
to the transient grace of life,
Being enjoyed,
Somewhere by someone.