when change arrives

It’s silent,

their love.

with endless possibilities,

hidden in stolen glances,

blood-rushes,

on tinted cheeks,

frozen hands,
to freeze time.

It’s a river,

their life.

changing, flowing,

gurgling with joy,

attaining depths,

rushing on shallow lands,

heading to a destination,

by etching 

its own course,
with frozen hands,
to freeze time.