The space between moments My escape from reality Fredom to breath To be truly who I am Close enought to touch To far out of reach to have Moments between the moments Two to five is all we have Laughing when i feel estatic Weeping when my essence shatterd Enveloped in truth but not reality Coming swiftly then leaving me as a dream Meet me on the moon 12:00 AM sharp I'll see you in my dreams And be with you in spirit Wanting all but taking nothing Seeing clearly with vision blurred Like licking frosting of a cake An ephemeral gilmps of a could be love At the risk of wearing out my welcome At the risk of self descovery I'll take every moment and every minnute that you give me