I'll take Time,
twist it into a toy balloon;
hold it aloft at our favorite restrauant;

I' ll take our Past and mellow it
amid the anniversary toasts--
all of its rough spots smoothed out.

Place before me Future's Bliss
ready to receive the kiss
which aligns our stars in neat rows
above our head-board
where Moonlight and Suns play;

this kiss our portal
to that eternal Now where
Time our friend
takes seconds and expands them
into eons

lofting us
to that Beyond

where True Love's Dispensations
swirl in Gauzy Time suspended.

And that is plenty of Time for us.

Grant us then
a second's length
because we shall see
it never end--
in sweet Gauzy Time.