"just Time"
The hour glass that sits on my shelf, the grains
of sand pour gently to the mirror of myself...
Each sand pebble that falls so slowly reminds me
of a peddle dropping from a rose so lightly...
I watch as time makes its way through the glass,a
peaceful hour as another day starts its pass...
You know my thoughts are filled with you, but I
must wait and see if the time is now and true...
The dust may gather on my shelf, but only time
will tell if this wait is for me or yourself...
Tick Toc, tic toc, the day has passed, so now I"m
left with night and a dream of you at last...
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