Time Flows

Time flows like honey from the tip of a full spoon,
Sweet, but slow, into the clock.
The hourly chimes too infrequently ring,
And only monthly does the sun rise and set.
Waiting loosens the spring in my watch,
Until I am with you again.
 
 
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