Tick Tock Tick Tock
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Tick, tock, tick, tock, goes the sound of my clock
I am waiting, waiting, waiting. Waiting for time to expend
Never have I known time to go so slowly
Exhilarated! The subject of my tormented dreams will appear
Miles separate, but wires, contaminated with the sweet whispers of our lips
Fingers touch keys and memories of silk ignite the flame of passion
O clock on the wall! Why extend my eagerness to be fulfilled
Time! Why is it you seem to stand still, but still
I am waiting, waiting, waiting
My love, please fulfill?
Copyright © Joy Wellington | Year Posted 2010
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