We appeared
in the turned off T.V screen
our reflections
moving like shadows
in a lost dimension
of another world.
Outside was nothing
but Summer
innocently happening
to itself.
Everything in our years
compelling us to this
kiss
as if all life
was just this
single second
Each molecule of you
blossoming into each molecule of me
until there was
no me no you no more
just this
coming together
as if our lives
unravelled backward
to our very first
beginnings
then once again
thrusting itself forward
each of us a sperm
rushing blindly to an egg
to fashion
this Future
that is this only
... Now.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-only-now/
