For him.

Your coffee touches my lips

filling my heart with caffeine.

The day is hot outside but

somewhere in this desert

I've found air conditioning.

I wondered where the water was

within this "oasis."

But I know that it's not a mirage.

I found my answer written

in the sands of a stop watch.

Fast forward, neon lights make

me nauseas;

but in your eyes the moment

lingers and sickness dissipates.

I feel the security in your

fingers as you stroke my fears to death.

They all shriveled up under the desert sun.

But you, my canteen, you keep me afloat.

I finally get it.

I finally had our moment,

and in that breath of time,

the definition is as clear as

H2O.