We knew no clocks. We ruled the hours at will:
We quickened them, or slowed their pace…One day
We broke them into moments – each would fill
A lifetime to the brim. We did not pay
Again the hours we’d borrowed, for we knew
No clocks. No time. No space. But “me and you.”
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")
prompted by Poetic Asides
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