Cometh the Hours Time, how bloodless you are How you crept up on me. I was trying to forget My mind was never that pretty But I was trying to forget. Life had become somewhat tranquil It would never be in its entirety Though suffice to make me happy. For all that I was back then And made others to be When I was of the blackness True, through and through. Acknowledging only an eye for an eye I admit the laughter had long stopped You give and take in equal measure Still we know and embrace you as life. I had renounced it all Finding my own little piece of life. She much loved the garden I tended The water feature running over her hand How we bonded at midnight’s moon. Just when I thought I had left it. When I thought it was past and behind How you crept up on me. SENTINEL GABRIEL ©
Posted on: Sat, 13 Jul 2013 10:37:51 +0000
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