Slowly And Irretrievably Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

A waste of time on the chatting.
You are as the dog, after a fast run.
Breathless, you cannot catch your breath.
And after all so is pleasure,
to get everything, but gradually.

The steak of the frying pan is tasting
differently, than a pack of lies.
Give a miss inviting for dinner and fine words.
It is only a moment, repeated too often
in different configurations.

What is important, is slowly passing
and irretrievably now. Before you know it,
that will already be too late.