time

time

A Poem by kayama

Time is a melody

Softly brushing my cheek

It lulls me to sleep

In it the sweetest dream

Ticking Ticking away

alas I wake

A slight fog

Clouding my minds eye

The time lept away

while I was captive

In its grasp

Now is all that matters

Time is a melody

And for me

The gentle touch

Is all I have

Is all I need

© 2008 kayama


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