unspoken moments
printed
ink stained
and tucked away
reminders
of a life
that use to be
time seems to freeze
the memories
that remain
inside the frame
of a polaroid
Tag Archives: Time
Your truth
If this book were your life, what would your pages say?
The heartbeat of time
there are moments
when the clock
strikes its final hour
as the hands
ever so slowly
pass one another
time slows
to only a heartbeat
until our memories
fade into the night
Time
in this vast
universe
floating between
light and dark
between the
quietness
in a loud space
time has
no boundaries
when two souls
simply exist
for one another
