I've dreamt of the Gate
there's no time for smiling anymore...
Death cascades along the waterway-
She smiles as she snatches time from the edge of my lips
''Time is in no way friend to you,"she says to me
My enemy,my love,my passage...where did the meaning go?
She again smiles...she seems as innocent as children floating in majestic meadows
The morning is new
The smiling is foreign inside of my darkened heart
Copyright © Winter Wallace | Year Posted 2009
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