Delicacy danced on roof tops
releasing echoes
of once upon dreams;
as these memoirs
recite clinged brace,
that lovers' touch
once awoke.
Their dew is silenced
with deepened meanings
lost on tongues;
that picture perfect framing
held within times' grasp.
Horizons beckoned
dawns' break
as flowers falter skin;
we kiss
we remember
that life is held in the hands
of beauty's grandfather clock,
eternally.
As living is spun
in the threads
of his face;
we wonder in his presence.
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