Beyond the Curtain of our Days

James Long
Mar 25, 2022
1 min read

Time is so slippery

in significance

Meaning, jumping waves and toppling

like towers toward the sea

Where are you?

Sunning Lioness

My fox

I see you clearly but I know you are so far

Take my hand

We anointed

We have crumpled dreams before before

And ever you my grounding

Fleeting empires

Ever more

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