Sands of Time
sifting gently
through the palm
of my hand.
Each grain
carrying
sweet memories
made by
you and me.
If I could just stop
the grains from
falling, hold
the grip tight..
would it save
the moments
that I've found myself
looking into your eyes?
Would it make me feel
once more the softness
of your lips?
The warmth of your arms
your irresistable charm..
In my solitude moments
I would pick them
one by one to relive
the times...
from what I sieve
and keep away..
our love..
caught between
the flowing
sands
of
time...

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