Time Travel

Written by: Carma Reed

You hold a piece 
Of precious tresure,
Deep beneath the skin,
Kept sacaraid lyes my heart
To love.

For each passing throb,
I beat for you, is another
gate~way of time travel  to
yours.

Where I announce my legacy
To the world that you are mine;
and only mine, so back it off lady's
I will fight to the death, for he is not
For~sale.