Free Poetry Contest
Free Love Poems \
Our time is beneath the winter sky.
It is grasping for warmth and hiding the moon.
Our moments are hiding beneath the peering stars.
They are countless and measured only by time.
I cannot measure our time with moments.
I am whole with moments.
I am the little things in front of my eyes.
I feel it, I see it, I am it.
Our love is a lifetime in the making.
It is pure, but deliberate.
Our bodies are at the will of our souls.
Both are aging, but only one will survive at a time.
Take it with you.
Take the moments.
Take the love.
Look at the sky, and the peering stars.
If the time is wrong for me now,
Then my soul will find yours later.
? By dawolfie On 1/3/2015 9:36:42 PM
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