Slayed Time>..Wait Poem by Rob cote

Love was in the Air
she was there
The crowd was screaming and cheering
But she was with me

I was free to roam around in my dreams
and i never thought that I would relive this moment again and again
such an Odd place to reach my Zen
At a concert and only 16
living life to the fullest
The real dream

Killing time real mean
My smile would scare time
My laugh would vaporize moments
That kiss was apocalyptic taking away time forever
Now that I reflect
time turns senile

There is nothing waiting for me in the past!

My past was great
THe future will be surprisingly better