Time Poem by Vladimir Marku

Time



Time can roll, glide, sneak, fly or drip
Without caring, minding, considering
It's you and me who should never sleep
It's love we have to build never weathering
In each-other's eyes and soul lie deep
In eternity laying our feelings.

Friday, July 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: memories,time
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