Divinity of time

November 7, 2010
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Winds bellowing
scent of authentic October air
complete my nostrils
leaves peck the the contours
of my aesthetic cheekbones
threat to excavate my temporary utopia
blending my thoughts
into one entity
Time wraps me
into his omniscient chest
He commands me to
annihilate my probing anxieties
Move on!
reassured I am not, though I trust
pacified, I am
He abducts me
to a place
where we are bound together
and Time stands
still





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