The End

Sparkling water

Ice in the making,

Smooth, flowing

You never saw it coming.

Time in a jar

Tap, tap,

Twist.

Exposing time in a movement, Sailing into the tomorrow land. Captains Choice,

wouldn’t you know.

Mystic falls,

now and forever find a seat and let’s never move.

Always watching,

Forever placing,

This moment.

How does one describe the beauty,

How can I even come close to the wonder?

If I wrote a poem,

would you fall in love with the edge of the curves?

Stuck in the highlights,

leading darkness to melting hearts and bleeding eyes.

Scared to look up, but I can not look away.

Walking frozen in place.

This beauty carries the beginning of,

the end.