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FOR ALL TIME
FOR ALL TIME
A continuum of flowing winds
Over my old, fragile skin;
Feelings of a touch soft and
Of desires reawakening
I will remember for all time.
Through spheres in 3-dimensional
Space, across worlds paranormal
And of infinite dimensions
My attention in incarceration
I will remember for all time.
Down-to-earth to a depth,
To a fault through the eyes
Of those in distant proximity
To my being, my essence
I will preserve for all time.
Pounding of nerves by anxiety
In this fragile world of mine
Where my life’s absurdity
Should be defined by my
Love’s sanity for all time.
Iris glowing in shades of grey
Lighting up that smokiness
Around your lids’ circumference
Such beauty, such countenance
To behold, for all time
Of hands feeling weak
Over jobs of increasing labour;
Through weathers of near self-defeat
I still stand, to go on and
Move on for all time.
Train of thoughts on rails
Of ageing lubricants, in
Value depreciating much
So I still power through
With faith, for all time.
In times of reason aligning
With feelings deeply rooted
In the expressions of truth
In its validity or not, I pray
To always dwell for all time
Turning to gold by touch
I seek though be it far from
Me in literal conception but
In it‘s connotation I seek
Good for all time
In the simplicity of complexity
I choose to exist and live;
For love, empathy and joy
Express them I through time
Through time, for all time.
A continuum of flowing winds
Over my old, fragile skin;
Feelings of a touch soft and
Of desires reawakening
I will remember for all time.
Through spheres in 3-dimensional
Space, across worlds paranormal
And of infinite dimensions
My attention in incarceration
I will remember for all time.
Down-to-earth to a depth,
To a fault through the eyes
Of those in distant proximity
To my being, my essence
I will preserve for all time.
Pounding of nerves by anxiety
In this fragile world of mine
Where my life’s absurdity
Should be defined by my
Love’s sanity for all time.
Iris glowing in shades of grey
Lighting up that smokiness
Around your lids’ circumference
Such beauty, such countenance
To behold, for all time
Of hands feeling weak
Over jobs of increasing labour;
Through weathers of near self-defeat
I still stand, to go on and
Move on for all time.
Train of thoughts on rails
Of ageing lubricants, in
Value depreciating much
So I still power through
With faith, for all time.
In times of reason aligning
With feelings deeply rooted
In the expressions of truth
In its validity or not, I pray
To always dwell for all time
Turning to gold by touch
I seek though be it far from
Me in literal conception but
In it‘s connotation I seek
Good for all time
In the simplicity of complexity
I choose to exist and live;
For love, empathy and joy
Express them I through time
Through time, for all time.
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