Time goes by so quickly the moment you want more
How precious it all becomes when you know you have such little of something left
And I rub at groggy eyes to ask if it was all a dream
The sundial spins a shadow four times
And it might be time to make another appearance
Walk along pathways where eyes never meet and the conversations remain the same
Cast a line out to kill more time
Hum old love songs that strum at heart strings
Paint the dresser the same color as a Novembers lover's eyes
Write poetry in the sand that only
The oceans waves will ever read
Time moves and joints ache
that grows in the softest of hearts
Only in the years of using a body to
Tell a story that lips never could
But that's four decades forward
You know, years of masking
A soft heart that's made of stone
The fury and fire in a witch's eyes
How soft a person could be after a stone casting has been broken through
After fury was replaced with understanding
And a fire was smothered with love
It's hard to tell the difference between the taste of tears and the taste of the oceans breeze on your cheek.
Hold softly to the now and
Breathe out another plume of smoke
See what solidifies or if it solidifies
Or if this moment is just like a thousand others
as feet find that same pathway
to the place where the sun dips into the horizon
As I dance in the moonlight and drown my sorrows with the twinkling of stars in my dark soulful eyes
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