Friday, May 17, 2019

Ken Allan Dronsfield writes

Time Not Sleeping

Time not sleeping but forever creeping;
through shadowed dreams lies a crispy twist;
Breathing to live while the blood is steeping,
the Sun exhales at last, alighting a Lunar mist.

As the heart beats the clock, the tick and the talk,
love burns with a heat, but cools with the cheat.
Never wishing to lose over darkened black hues,
Through a misty night's weeping and shadows of blue.

Through the teary haze, affixing my gaze,
a Moon so bright on this cool twilight.
Love kind and true, gone now and ablaze.
Time not sleeping, just creeping out of sight.

How starved your ego must have been,
to devour my heart with such a treacherous grin.
For time's not sleeping, but forever creeping,
grasping for love, my conscious mind spins.
 eat your heart out
 Eat Your Heart Out -- Contessa Magdalena

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