By B.K.
Date: 2009 Jul 11
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Is Time A Tinkertoy Bliss


A Thimble of Time

So do you ever wonder where time goes
Does it hide under your hat
Or deep under your pillow
Do they keep it in a vat someplace
Or maybe in a safe
I think time creates a face
Captures and recaptures a ravenous kiss
Turns life round and around
In a twenty eight day tinkertoy bliss
It defines and refines love in infinite ways
Sublimely holds it in the palm of its hand
Time keeps it’s own rocking two piece band
Time holds love ransom in the name of grace
Are we all time and loves captive fate?