hourglass.
Posted by ronrage9 | Posted in | Posted on 12:00 AM
Am silk
I flow within and without
Your control
With each grain
The blow is growing
Outgrowing
Your will
To command
The fourth dimension of space
To fight your sorrows
To bring peace
To the pulses in your heart and head
Am growing away from
Your grasp
On the moist mist and matter
Fragile
You are, am not
Yet you believe otherwise
Every second another inch
Tick followed tack followed tick followed tack!
Am venting
Am all over your dreams
Your breath! your pulses!
My prowess battle
Your gains! Your losses!
Here’s to your myths
Here’s to your wait
For the ‘perfect’ ode
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Who do you write to? Who is this and ..saying it to whom?..am i to assume?
Hey that almost rhymed..haha)
if you are asking for this post, then its like time talking to us! previously, i might have written to someone, but you are to assume! haha :P