Hourglass

Sands trickle down on the mind
Words whispering sensually
From dark canyons of my mind
Memories to dreams
The skies our playground
Oceans of desires
In arching madness
We catch each grain
Trapped within a crimson tear

There was a time
When we were hands groping the dark
For each other’s hearts
Curves united in shadows past
A full cup of southern wine
Of which the pallet finds
The tongues search for the dawn
Parallel lives in passion to lay
Covering each grain each day

Thundering hearts
Trembling messages to lips
Spilling over to gypsy lives
Petals of flowers in blooming ride
A nocturnal surging tide
The energy between us consumes
Time is fractured and we fall
As sands together
Within our hourglass

Graphics made by Bimsan