You
You are golden sand
I try to hold you in my hand
but you slip away
through clasped fingers,
but after you go
the feeling always lingers.
You are warm sunshine
I feel you touch me
and warm me so
But night always comes
and you always go.
You are a raging river
Your currents run so deep
When I ride your waves
I feel the pulse of your flow
so intensely I could weep.
Your are a clock upon the wall
your hands tell the time
I want to stop
and live in this moment
making you forever mine.
©SamHarty
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