Minutes

Love to take minutes like these, minutes of peace, and keep them close.
In this light, little to hide, here by my side, and so connected.
Surreal ease, leisurely free, hushed and serene, head to toe.
Can’t say why I’m suddenly shy, humble and mild, and so contented.
Is this real?
Am I still here?
Still killing time.
Watching minutes die.
Is this real?
Am I still here?
Still killing time.
Watching minutes die.
Am I still here?
Is this real?
Am I still here?
Still killing time.
Watching minutes die.
Am I still here?
Is this real?
Am I still here?
Still killing time.
Watching minutes die.
Am I still here?
Is this real?
Am I still here?
Still killing time.
Watching minutes die.
Am I still here?