Timeless
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This morning I took a hike on a trail I once considered my stomping grounds when I was a child, and the reality set in
Thinking of all the reasons that I love You
I find too many to say
Could it be Your inconsitencies, Your patters, or is it
Your Relentlessly Free Mind and Untamed Heart beating fiercely each day?
The glow and look in your eye.
A shock of excitement from your smile.
Spread of warmth from those delicate hands
Maybe even a stride in your walk
To all wounds of the heart,
Time is the antidote.
Designed like a coat
Soothing the pain as it impart
It is nonpareil
It understands what you want
As time acts more than a confidant
The only one left, a rarity indeed.I remember the day they chose me back in 1983.I still keep the tag on to remember how much it cost to get them.Stitched to perfection, fitted with a sensual emblem.
We are students
Some of us fail
Some misunderstood
Some prosper
Some are just late bloomers
You find yourself
Your crowd
Your personality
Your soul
It Does Not Exist
Yet we run on hands,
Hands that reach out and hit those cursed numbers.
It dictates when we do things, but can we stop it?
Ever since we came into this world,
A silver hair spins a thousand tales unspun.
It comes, drifts, sinks and leaves,
Blinded by what it thinks, hears and sees.
In a world where the two, seeks the one.
