The Pull of Time
by Leslie Noyes
Nothing matters now,
With the exception of love
And the pull of time.
A hushed, unrushed love,
Long minutes, long limbs entwined;
Sweet slippery hours.
Time always intrudes,
Pleasures turn to promises
Measured in drab days.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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