Sparkey Duck
Active Member
Time, of sifting
sands, and beating hearts.
Like ocean currents
to and fro,
bringing you somewhere
anywhere nearer to me,
and to sleep.
It was after all, only
a dream, you were you
and I, an actor
assuming the role
of Lord
of lover
of life.
But as the morning danced
through the curtains
another hand ticked
and another grain tocked
sliding the key hole
yet to be
seen, or felt again.
I drift away again
but not to you.
sands, and beating hearts.
Like ocean currents
to and fro,
bringing you somewhere
anywhere nearer to me,
and to sleep.
It was after all, only
a dream, you were you
and I, an actor
assuming the role
of Lord
of lover
of life.
But as the morning danced
through the curtains
another hand ticked
and another grain tocked
sliding the key hole
yet to be
seen, or felt again.
I drift away again
but not to you.
