Winterscore ©
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Without a metaphor
Without a metaphor
And verbs as still as nouns
Time keeps but one rhythm
The heart beats out of bounds
A moment just exists
The past and future now
Sunlight passing through us
No why or when or how
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