soon my love, soon;
today's hours are minutes,
themselves seconds;
almost whole.
some less, some more;
pin-straight;
others tight and coiled.
if borders are man-drawn dashes
and dots, aren't tick-tocks as much
to wall-hung clocks?
The Gift That Keeps On Wanting
-
I give up—
You have asked me
Too many times
What it is
I want—ask me
Just this once
What I want
To give.
2 hours ago
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