Dancing Time Away.

Flighted wing of thought replaced his breath,

first love’s sight does shield the mind from cold.

A wind through open cloaks and doors ajar

delays the view beloved and stays the hold.

~

Swift pantomime! The heart’s desire made known

as fool before love’s eyes has saved him whole.

Mountains, stone-faced guards of patient love,

caressed by waves of ocean, endless scroll.

~

What lift has love within a rift,

bereft of time from which to sift?

The silence answers once, “Alone,

for countless shattered souls atone.”

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