Where

Where does the time go
Beneath the sand
beneath the snow
I think that is flows from
the same place my love for you does
a never ending ever changing
unpredictable spring welled up within the
deepest core
A core that two people alone have the key to
and I am neither of the two
you are one and HE is the other
there is no one else in this dance of time
in this flight of fleeting glances
stale romances are all but a whisper
this time I want more
this time I need more
more love
more you
more time.