Listen to my heart beat
It sings softly
Melodies spent,
And those yet to be
Of times past,
And days
Still in the lap of destiny
Life passes by
A tapestry
Blurred, yet intenseIt sings softly
Melodies spent,
And those yet to be
Of times past,
And days
Still in the lap of destiny
Life passes by
A tapestry
Images
Speeding through my senses
While I wait
Hugging zenosyne
Printing moments in likeness
They will unfold
When future becomes past again
Another song
Added, to the repertoire
Of my sighing breaths
MS
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