Tock

Is it bad to want you all to myself? 

Not to keep you locked away in some safe, only to take out on special occasions like the family pearls or various legal documents

Not to keep you on a leash or in a fenced yard, like a dog who thinks the world is no bigger than their block

Not to stand over you 24/7, like a lifeguard watching your every move, whistle at the ready, to stop you from running

Not even to own you, like some property

But to have you

In those rare moments

Between events and shows and jobs and chores

To be the context read between the lines

To have those beats between the metronome

Alone

With you

Milliseconds of infinity