As The Sand Trickles it Raises

As The Sand Trickles it Raises

 

Maybe, with time.

For only time, will tell.

As it's only time, who knows.

Though, written in the stars.

I'm waiting for the ink to dry.

Perhaps when, I'm gone,

Others may read and know too.

Of a love, lost amongst the stars.

Hidden, on unread pages......

full of 

 

dust.

Giajl © Jim Love 

 
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