The Longest Moment

The hands are in a straight line,
The seconds still.
The only movement around,
Is the sound of time passing you by.

You look at the mirror.
The lines don't yet show, they never do.
But you feel like a thousand years old.
A thousand thoughts away.

The unerring quantity,
The eternal truth,
Time thou art an illusion,
But are never fake.

You follow the arrow straight,
From pin sized beginnings,
To expanding truths,
The healer, the helper, the toppler of kings.

The hands are still together,
They'll always be that way.
True love that won't falter,

Time, you'll outlive God to have your say.

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Just To Feel Infinite.

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