Ive been on the other side

stood and stared

the views so broken and bent

then

my eyes
cast a mighty view

through all sweeping woes
i turned my back

simply touched
delicately felt

that warmth

the pillow of comfort and with
exciting tenderness

what clocks and lines
do you tick in?

crooked hands of time
what daylight are you in

Or are you the darkness
of the creeper

one finger to turn it back

Hidden deep inside
who knows that time

walk me through all your way
I shall surely stand, sit
or lay

beside you

I give you

Me