Time.

Time.

Although the time is waning,

And the mood is less than found

My love will not fade or disappear.

I’ve found true love’s calling,

And the light on the windowpane;

A blackhole is now dawning,

And the light is getting dim.

My life is forever moving,

And the water is moving slower.

The night is a teardrop that goes

On and on forever.

Everything flows in the heightened

Sense of alienation,

And night comes forth, like a

Glittering reason.

Senses are heightened.

Mistakes have been made.

Destiny is not but a dream to

Come forth and realize things

Unseen.

A dream within a dream, she said.