Since the clock has wings
time flys by
Since your eyes have lids
you are closed
Closed and Alive and Awake, breathing next to me.
I can see that all
clearly.
My love is not a room
so you can not be there
My love is not soil
for you to grow beautifuly up and out of
But it is a bed where you can lie down and sleep forever comfortably and let time fly around inside of you because you are closed
Alive and Awake and Beautiful, breathing next to me.
Yes,
I can see all of that clearly.


ya All~Ways,


Thank you for sharing your muse's amazing talents with all of us!! Your use of surreal metaphor had me reading this poem again and again... I really appreciate your fine entry in the contest, and I'm wishing you all the best of luck in all you do!!
Peace, Love & Hugs Always, xx Cyn





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