2/8/2026 for A Time for Us Poetry Contest sponsored by JCB Brul
I'm a spy in the house of time. I'm the fool in these words of rhyme. 'Twas there I saw in your blue eyes the dawning of a rose sunrise. Moonbeams once shone on tousled hair, but I'd no longer be seeing you there. Dancing dreams of chantilly lace disappeared with the image of your face. Like a ghost, ever wand'ring these halls, I'm blinded to the writing on the walls. In spectral form, walls, I cannot touch, as even as your fingertips, I want so much. Searching for a happier song, wondering, where - in the world, I went wrong. Find me in time, looking for an absent sign. Tell me again that you'll be mine.
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