without binds

be still, please
staple me to this moment
so I will not lose it
when it moves on
it will take me with it

you and I
we held tightly
the waking of the hour
gentle brush of my hair
upon your face

not knowing, tomorrow
the first vision
would show us
different images
to take to sleep

when i breathed
your skin scented
air without promise
even oxygen had no value
as rich as yours

we stacked so perfectly
that i was shocked
to discover the staple
ripping out of me
allowing our moment to pass

no tie binds the way
we hope it will
when we first create
for, even a promise
can be broken

so staple me, please
to this moment
so I might forever
remember the breath
you brought my life