Borrowed

I ask of time just one day
Borrowed from the bliss that was
I’d sprint through time to touch your face
I’d hold you ‘til i’ve had enough

Before the doubts, the cruel space
Before the wretched pain that is
The love that distance has erased—
I can do nothing more than miss.

Borrowed

dorothyganes

Joined June 2012

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