Time
"Held here in the
hourglass of your
arms, sand cascading
through the body
of our love
I am,
temporarily suspended
Out of time
in the comfort of
your skin,
the surety of
knowing when I turn over,
my elbow will jostle
your elbow.
And the sand
running through the
hourglass
is
from the
beach of Eternity
And will never
Run Dry."
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