C. It's me or time

2 hours (too close to touch her)

How do the eyes forget?
I could swear that I knew you once,
Now in time's ruthless seconds
I struggle to forget you?

But I can't.

Maybe you are an existential farthing
Just a passing dizziness of my mind
Or something earthly
Totally mine.

Two hours are left, and you'll be here again,
Your thighs your eyes
Your persistent denials
Your decision to never love me again
Like before.

A minute passed,
Agony is a wasp buzzing in my stomach
You're my sphinx
Dear last smile,
Drink my bitter wine
Pay no attention to my dagger?

(I brake loose now.)