its short, but im tryin a new rhyme scheme. (for once, ha)
im stealing time from the clock on the wall
my dear, its getting late
seconds pass as i anticipate
what does a clock need with time after all?
always keeping it to itself
sitting prideful above the shelf
but if i could just borrow but a few more hours
just allow me the chance
to conclude my advance
and i will return to submit to your power
to more days too short
where i mundanely consort
but in those few hours
we'll spend in his pocket of time
this frozen moment remains ours
and you will remain mine
for those few hours
Friday, August 3, 2007
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