isle of timelessness

you take me 

and place me
in  a world
rendered timeless
with your words
spoken 

unsaid

this world
is one
which does not come
with the feeling of a start
or one coming to an end
this world, is

it is
hanging in soft suspension
moving swaying
gently
fervently  

to the music of jazz
the milky way

the rhythms and blues
the moon

and 70's rock
the sun

this world is
it exists

because
you
do

and

because

i

do

as a figment
of our collective
imagination
and animalism

and

as tangible as
the physicality of thought

and the unreal
luminous
gossamer,

a very  
veridical
touch

this world
the one you place me in
exists

in its own mind
and body
and yours and mine

and in ours

this place
is not one
with a start
or one coming to an end

this world
this place
its inhabitants
us

timeless
floating spirits
sometimes
screeching
sometimes, soothing
sometimes
needfully close
sometimes
comfortably afar

this world
is
because
you are

because
we are

what else is there
what else is there
beyond
timelessness

a shared timelessness
encapsulated into
moments

in a world

which has no
start
or an end

it just is
its swaying is
its soft suspension is
its invisibility
and its presence is

it is

the time

between

the ticking of watch hands

and the grains of sand

in a sand clock

it is the space 

in an empty glass

and a soaked within

it is a world

created 

by itself

a world

existence, of which

was willed 

by itself

because 

we breathe

and we will

and we want

and we want forever

this forever is 

the measure of time

in this world

the one that you place me in

with your words

spoken

unsaid