hourglass

the grains of sand begin the migration

battle scars are saved for future intercourse

without the stars the night would suffocate

everything in time

follow the plan 

stick to the script

allow no breath

between breaths

pins are not here to swallow

there is nothing to match

or surpass

the moments of few are had here

the beauty of vulnerability

shines

in the ominous glow of the idol

keep intentions pure

keep intrigue healthy

keep the doors open to exposure

there is a flame

this is what attracts them

attention is the enemy

hearts aloft bring soft steps and quickened beat

once boundaries are instilled

then amended

is the ability to suspend disbelief possible

electricity makes it real

keeps it alert

there will be no punishment

only learning

steady as time passes

there will be no recollection of hunger

the worry for want is against itself

stay removed from disease

welcome the ebb and flow

gravity will not betray

that which is will always be

if only for a moment

time is a matter of perception