timekeeping

The Skies can play with time--
The sun and moon, the distant stars
Can hold eternity as a captive.
And yet my heart
Can hold no time beyond an instant.
The machination of feelings
Woven together
Disturb my thoughts, my dreams.
Trapped by my desires
I ask the Fates, can I be free
From the timekeepers hands?
"The tick tick ticking of the clock
Will strike the hour"

Words flooding the air
Are cause for the thump
Thump thumping of my heart
who tells the tales of time

In truth I Know
That roads diverge & converge
Outside of time;
Outside of time
Grows the desire that robs my sleep
With every word


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