Close to a pretty girl for an hour, seems a minute.
—Albert Einstein
I’m in agony,
Nights interminable,
Days dragging…
But it’s variable—
Time slows down
In your gravity.
It’s a paradox
That puzzles me,
This succumbing
To your alchemy;
It’s part of your strategy
To play with my sanity,
Invading my space,
Ensnaring me romantically .