Time

Time is that 

Fleet-footed lady 

Who never agrees 

To dilly-dally. 

Yelling 

About her tenure, 

She snatches you 

From my arms 

And my thirst 

Remains unquenchable. 

Though I solicit, 

She becomes callous 

And takes you, 

I muse on you 

But rendering soft smile, 

You never come back, 

You never come back, 

I ruffle my hair 

And lips murmur, 

'I love you señorita, 

I love you señorita'.