Collision

When time and place collides there is nothing or everything. I love this illustration of the winternights where street lights illuminate the snow and you are somewhere exactly where you are.

I am there 

I am nowhere

The sun shines in all the right places

It's the first time we were not alone in the same spaces

 

I am slight air

I am somewhere

The flickering snow is illuminated by the street lights

It was the instant when our souls touched through sights

The seconds didn't dare to stride ahead

The minutes didn't dare to stay instead

Everything was just abiding

It's the time our bodys were colliding

Reviews

[studentinthecafe]

Very cleaver rhyming. Though it isn't long, the way you crafted the sentences made me wonder where it was going. Very much enjoyed this!

[Patricia]

Thank you very much for reading and reviewing:)