What Time Can’t Kill

 It doesn’t have to last forever to be real, 

Like the soft touch of dawn on a quiet sea's veil. 

The warmth of a smile shared between two souls, 

Or laughter that dances and suddenly rolls. A whisper of wind through the autumn leaves bright, 

Each color more vivid in the fading light. 

These moments, though brief, are treasures we keep, 

Echoes of joy that awaken from sleep. 

A sunset that blazes, then melts into night, 

A kiss brushed like feathers, a spark burning bright. 

Though time may unravel what once felt so near, 

The essence remains—the love and the fear.

For life can be fleeting, a flicker.