As eternity caresses the spindles of time
the universe pays for its only crime,
love shines faintly through half closed eyes
as her soul lingers in the shadow between skies;
the world in detail can be seen in the sands
that pass through her whitened hands,
if only for a moment she can feel her time,
her hair tangled by the whisper of its crime.
1 month ago
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