Infinite time?

I'm not talking about this now.

It hammers away
- hurts, even -
with the pace of my running...
(...?)

and with each step up there's one down too
and that's why not a day less will do.
I will ask you.

Because in that blissful moment of just ___
there is that kind of forever
there IS!
that has your name scratched in it

but I don't think you see it.

So don't go running away, you mad fool,
from you,
I don't want to give mine away!

So give me yours!