Ant Smith

All poems

Another time another place

I lose sight of you, when I blink
And that’s another moment lost
When I brush my teeth, shave or shit
It's yet another moment lost

When you walk away, I stand and stare
Before another moment's lost
I replay images of you
In all of these moments I have lost

I love most of all your contours
The shape of the space that you fill
You leave a void beside of me
The shape of the space that you fill

And you are my fifth dimension
That is to say, my paradise
Yes, you are my fifth dimension
That is to say, you are my life