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Fleeting moments
Distant heart itches, yearning far apart
Clock clenches tight, keen love frees from its sight.
Sweetheart, at our spot, let's mend this scart
An enchanted flight off to dawn's twilight.

Fugitive's crime in the fleeing of time
Passing glance at pace, your enduring grace
More than dime, love, that fair smile makes me rhyme
Our desire's chase, rhythm's embrace

There we go off our magic hour
Lost like two shooting stars by chance we crossed
The warmth we shared as a bloomed corpse flower
Last at ease but dear time isn't that low cost

Chained to clock's hands thus under clock's commands
Despite all that, Love stands with new demands

© Humzee sparrow