Time

Time

 

You bright and heavy curtain that reveals all things.

Time, you gentle boy counting grains of sand.

Time, you thousand fanged devouring maw.

 

Don’t you know Love holds you

 

In her hand

 

And paintsĀ her dreams with you?

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