A Minute, An Hour, A Day
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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.
