My heart is a ticking clock
dividing time with your smile
and the barrenness of your anger.
Take the moon, the last rose,
the lust memories I have stored
in my flesh, but don’t rob me
of my reflection in your blue eyes.
We are two souls wrapped into
one eternity. Forgive me for stepping
into the starlight of another’s arms.
©Susie Clevenger 2014
Margaret at Real Toads had us revisiting previous challenges. I chose one from Kerry, Jorge Luis Borges.