Van Oscar's Words
Beginner poetry writing.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Time
Your watch stares
at me straight
in the face.
Moving his slender
hands, reminding me
that he is
running, ever changing
and nothing in
the time we
had spent together
will recur. Time,
the only thing
we can share.
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