Time Travel Me To Love

We drive around lost, still in good spirits, thinking about summer nights with past lovers. Old flames, losing sight, trying to remember how this all began. Love is so influential that it causes you to forget the new opportunities of the present moment. The delicate construction of time will not allow me to be frozen in one space. We evolve with the moments given, the concepts of life and love become another mystery unsolved.


Author: storiesfrommystomach

I am from a Village called South Komelik on the Tohono O'odham Nation. I enjoy poetry and philosophy. Hope you enjoy the blog! :)

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