Hands of time

It seems like only minutes pass

And then you are gone

Into the nothingness

That surrounds me when you are away

 

Our hearts fleeting moments

Seem to go by in the blink of an eye

  

Our desire for one another’s touch

Is only enjoyed in intermittent flashes of time  

 

How we both desperately want to reach out

And take hold of the hands of time

And use them to bend and mold

The very fabric of time and space

 

Into a continuous shared moment

Within our very own place

Of timeless existence

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