In Peace

I'm trapped in a tunnel,

The tube galops in loops.

A noise swallows all words,

But your whispers remain.

The clock holds us down.

We hang from its arrows.

I’m yearning to drown 

In the vastness of time.

I’m caught in a fisheye

When I'm in your iris

And there is peacefulness 

In my small lucid face.

Let me stay:

In whispers, 

In seconds, 

In your eye, 

In quiet.