A Minute, An Hour, A Day Read Count : 28

Category : Poems

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What price for a minute, an hour, a day? 
What value? 
Is it your mouth that disturbs your sleep, or its words ? 
Is it your pulsating heart that pierces my breast, or its painful verse? 
I will share the shadows with you 
As long as your eyes do not become stars 
I will lose myself in the drowsiness of your skin 
If only to find that child in a labyrinth of scars 
Still, I am not a colour that the rainbow missed 
Just the randomness of lines that have vaporised in mist 
So hesitate before you fall 
For a minute, an hour , a day 
Then maybe share this moment with me 
In a night that's led astray. 

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  • Sep 25, 2020

  • Sep 25, 2020

  • real good poetry here, well done

    Sep 25, 2020

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