When did passion turn
into longing, heat transform
into silver mist?
Once I pulled at the leash of time,
eager to run in hot pursuit.
Now it is time unleashed that is pursuing me.
JDG
When did passion turn
into longing, heat transform
into silver mist?
Once I pulled at the leash of time,
eager to run in hot pursuit.
Now it is time unleashed that is pursuing me.
JDG
Great concept – the leash of time.
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I really enjoyed this poem.
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