No Time
No time for romance
No time to put up a fight
No time for compassion
No time to do what’s right
No time for being intimate
Not time for seeing your side
No time for conversation
No time for us to confide
No time to take a vacation
No time to repair this mess
No time for interpretations
No time for emotions to express
No time to sit and cuddle
No time to openly explore
No time to mend this relationship
No time for us to adore
Time has become the problem
Or is it something deeper than this?
I haven’t the time to search the answer
My time is a limited continuous remiss
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
Copyright © Stacy Stiles | Year Posted 2007
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