Love is a time machine.
It can make still the sun.
Be it a moment it is working or coming undone.
Love is a time machine,
That reveals the future.
And yet helps forget one seen with another.
Love is a time machine,
That cannot take you back.
But can let you relive it till your heart is rapt.
Love is a time machine,
That reality bends,
From the second it worked, till the second it ends.
Love is a time machine.
And when it breaks.
Every good thing that came after it, it takes.
Love is a time machine.
Until our final hour chimes.
It will quicken and slacken our lives to it's time.
Random ramblings from a meandering mind for the hopeful, cheerful, And those hopelessly depressed by them.
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Sunday, October 20, 2013
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