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Time

So close yet distant

The memory of your arms cascading around me

Getting drunk from the taste of your lips

A delicacy

Your eyes holding warmth yet sorrow lingers

Slowly pulling away

Out of reach

You were to be my tomorrow it seems to me that our forever has diminished in to seconds

The laughter left hollow

Our eyes hold no peace our hearts, no light

Time was a foe

Scaring us in to an oblivion

Afraid of being constant yet afraid of losing all so close but out of reach

As is death and life our love growing weaker by the second

All for our foe, time.