Time Passes Poem by Kewayne Wadley

When I dream of you
I dream of the times we travel
To other worldly dimensions.
A familiar touch to otherwise
Unfamiliar territory.
You calm me in the sense of worship.
The catalyst of Buddha
Listening to Nirvana grunge rock
& eating pop rocks.
If by some reason we get lost,
I'll wait for you.
With perfect faith that you'll come back.
No matter where you wander off to,
I see you.
Big or small, night or day.
When I dream of you
I unravel myself in you on distant shores.
Not afraid of the darkness or the light
Vulnerability brings
But simply at how quick time passes
This realm or the next