You have a soul dipped in honey
I happen to be the queen bee
Won’t you bring your sweet love to me?
© CJ 2019
In the time that it takes
For your lips to form
Time has flown
No, time has raced
Before we can even
Share a moment in time
Speeds past the moment
The ever-elusive entity
That we strive to capture in our
Hands on the clock
Spin in a dizzying dance
Right out of our hands.
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