One Moment

It's like the song I started singing in the meadow

With the waving golden grains

It's like the first touch of a lover

On your skin, a stroke unearths powerful desires

It's like the photograph of a tree

Where now towering steel beams replace it

It's like the irony of a song about irony

That isn't ironic at all

It's that gentle breeze over your head

Which ruffles your hair and makes it fall against the grain

It's that buzzing of an electric socket

When a penny meets its illuminating doom

It's the longest kiss you ever dreaded

And that most firey one that was gone in a flash

That one moment is all we got until we're gone.