inside out hands

Waving emphatically
Fingers splayed

Balanced equally
On three libra scales
Grasped gently
So as not to disturb

An hourglass falls

Shatters & glistening

Paints a desert landscape
Holding all the secrets

None of them noteworthy

“I broke time”
She cried weeping in my ear

Between breaths
I held
The door open for her
Bowing deeply with a flair

Please come in and stay awhile

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