Time

I thought she sways on hallowed rope swings

Forward, backward she clings and flings 

But when I arrived in her perfumed space 

Time stood still, held me in embrace

Clouds played hide and seek with stars

And faraway shadows doned friendly avatars

 

Her ancient voice sang of longings past

Dark grey oceans, her eyes overcast  

I was born before you and with you

She said, and knit me a new blue deja vu 

I wore it last winter on my new rope swing

And wondered if she stills wears my nose-ring