One Wonders
One wonders of the
flexibility of Time…
3 minutes hardly enough,
or the perfect egg --
Our times together
never seeming enough
and the parts away, painfully
protracted, occupant of my
every reason --
Sentiments, of course, can’t
be canned, bottled or frozen;
no shelf-life for the heart
deprived – a mystery why I
even wear a watch?
never checked when with you
an eternity without you….
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