Slow Motion

It's fluid.

Time,

Space,

Motion.

They're all connected...

somehow.

Your shadow slides across the wall

and even then I know your back is turned.

It's always turned.

Another night alone,

just the three of us,

you, me, and your Obsession.

Oh how you love her...

I wish I was her

but she speaks of

Time

Space

Motion

and how they're all connected.

Something I can't comprehend.

She shows you how it works

and you're in awe.

You Move with her in perfect Time

as thought you share the same Space

Your mistress

Your everything

I call your name and you say,

"Just a moment... just one more moment."

But Time has stopped Moving in this Space.