Monday, 9 April 2012

Tick tock
Time will tell.
Stepping through seconds.
Marching the minute waltz.
In the arms of Hour.
Tall, dark and handsome.
Flashing white teeth
He spreads his coat.
At my satin clad feet.
I lift heavy skirts.
A milky ankle.
Flirts in the moonlight.
I step through to the other side.
Under the cloak of night with her smiling stars.
I step into eternity's dark horizon.
Turning like a feather on the wind.
Slowly, twisting in the arms of fate.

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