Moments Are On Fire
Moments are on fire
And the ashes fall softly
On the Time’s grey cheek,
Seconds slouch forward,
And I
Enshrouded by clouds of doubt
Drink every drops of sand
That falls to herald the passage of another
Hesitant bleeding ounce of time,
Gusts of passion shake every vein of mine,
Strawberry-tasting memories of being with you,
Flash through my chaotic mind,
Leading me on the velvet path,
Which leads to an emerald valley
Where squirrels of love
Are on every branch
Tasting the hazelnuts of being with you…
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