wonderful
Posted to Action Poetry
by Maree Hagar on 2003-04-09 16:00:00
where does time go at night?
it is still there...but i know it leaves for a moment
what is a moment? and
where does it go
that it leaves my side so freely
i am left with only Loneliness
no doubt, she is cold, and yet it is better than lying alone
...but where is my time?
