Intime

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Time is so precious
How could it be anything
Other than wasted
Entropic arrow aims true
Twisting necks
We watch it pass
Then you whisper
You are my memento mori
My sighing reminder
A spectre spinning
My whirlpool mind
Grasps at strands fine
Drifting like gossamer
Lost forever
In the wastes of my mind
To wander listless
Paranormal pursuit of you
Just to rewind time
And then to pause:
A pause for thought
Make this moment
Permanently pure
Rewrite our story
Heartbeats resume
— In time

A collaboration between Em and myself. Please take a look at her site which features her innovative and inventive poetry poetgirlem.wordpress.com. It was an pleasure to work with her, and quite painless as well.

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