Time’s Prickly Thorns

Image: Ⓒ Roxane Kokka


Author: Roxane Kokka


I cry out your name

In the ocean of silence


Never do I stop searching

In the bright sky of dark stars


I reach out my hand in the void of the unknown

Through Time’s prickly thorns that never cease

to creep in the empty spaces between us


in hope to catch yours


Time will take you away from my arms, eyes, ears, and mouth

But Time will fail to erase the memory of your lips and body against mine

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