tendai r. mwanaka.
Time #2
By: Tendai R. Mwanaka Time, like dreams open forgotten realms of creation Time, like space separates us from events Time is a torn cloth Time flogs us with its vicious seasons Time takes all the time Time eats time, not us We don’t waste time Time doesn’t waste us It doesn’t waste love Time can’t tell love Time is Transitional It’s an object on the move To enter I said, inner Sadly, tenderly Time might mate With me
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