Seeping through my glassy fingers
Cloudless figures fall between the cracks.
Floating, formless, dispersing through an age.
I find myself broken under your gaze
You penetrate my inner being,
You immobolise my strength
And leave me free falling into space.
Everything here is timeless, never ending and intact.
You have found a niche to consume my passion.
This is the time for dreams, my girl.
When you are young and have time.
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