Currently playing in iTunes: Ooh Child by The Five StairstepsGlass momentssuspended from pendulumsswing in a frame;each has their own arc,each has their own smarts,and they reflect the lightin prisms.On one end is a moment in time,13 hours into my future.On the other end,Is the drawing on of me.The swing of moments,glass delicateand fragile,allows a portal to emergefrom the synchronicity of imagination anddesire.Aligned briefly,these swinging momentsdeliver an opportunity;a chrysalis of emotionand a pipeto flow through.I am nailed,riveted to the moment.The portal appearsand delivers:This allowance,This remittance,This indulgence,This reward for being light in flesh undeterred.13 hours into my futureI see a man.I see him very well.He&singquot;s the one who startedthe pendulum&singquot;s flow,the pendulum&singquot;s sway,Seemingly only to swing me his way.All I can do is go...I am held by the invisible.Held in the momentby hands unseen;by thoughts revealed;by liquid chocolatepoured into my ear.Shiver inducer,Voiced seducer.Increasing me to exceeda body longbereft.Glass moments,swing in their pendulum frameand offer me bliss.The fractured light displays itself,like gold on the walls.Lighting up a room that wasdark and inaccessible.I want to bounce all the brightnessright back.Push my heart,my sex,my hopes,through the hole in time,a door he opens for me...... the way a gentleman does.I glow through everyone.He sets me on fire everytime.He is the time traveller in my life,coming from 13 hours into my future.Possibility is a gift,never doubt it.