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~Romancing Against Time~

Awoke to feel your voice seducing me
....................................mmmmmmm,
so sensuously.
Glancing, at th' hands
of th' clock
On th' wall
Counting minute seconds,
laying beside you
Prudently...yet,
with an air of fierce frustration.

Soon you'll be aroused
by the warmth of dawn
an' its breaking sunrise
painting window panes
in mornings dew-drop,
as you rise from dream
'pon toast warm sheets
'neath softly black satin-
wrinkled, an' disturbed
from... th' evening past,
when we reveled within
each others......fantasia,
as one.... to dream it all
again.......'till our soul's
endulge th'evening next.

An' oh, th' sounds of that clock on th' wall.
so dreadfully, tauntingly, reminding me
that time will soon sing it's goodbye song,
and our musique be stilled silent and sad,
leaving behind only images 'n silhouettes
for the imagination to pleasure on and on-
'til, we love yet, once again... another day.

'Tis the final hour........ you carress my face
with your stunning black diamond eyes, an'-
angrily glaring at th' smug clock on the wall
waning down our final hours...like seconds.

And.....you're looking so damn ostentatious,

To Hell With Time! Damn the Consequences!

Take my love, hold it tight....... dance with me
thru' th' turning curves an' waves of Romance.

'Tis the movement that makes the good dance!

Come closer, my lov', closer yet, will you come
and, yes, we'll dance...to th' hands of this clock
in Harmony........synchrony.........syncopatedly-
with untamed defiance........to times arrogance.

Dancing, and dancing, against th' bloody wall,
a clash between th' hands of rapture and time;
and, in th' merge of souls, and the peak of yen
I hear sounds of cracked glass, above our flesh
as the hands of the clock...thrust from its base
metal 'n plastic raining down in shards....... yet
I never glanced once.....at the damage so sweet.
'Twas as if we had somehow... basterdized time

An', we danced, 'n danced, to the death of time.



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Originally Created & Posted....Autumn of 2006

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________Frank James Ryan, Jr/FjR_________

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Submitted: Tuesday, October 08, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013


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  • Neela Nath (10/8/2013 9:50:00 PM)

    It seems it is a journey, journey thru time.......Fab.

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