Love is like the sands of time
E'er in motion, so sublime.
It
comes and goes, blows away;
The
sifting sand, child-like play.
Rearranging,
changing, too;
That's
what love will ever do.
Build
it's world and let it fall,
Pick
it up, rebuild it all.
Bare
feet walking in the sand,
Know
it's at a wave's command.
Now
it's here and then it's gone,
With
the tides of early dawn.
Hot
or cold, it's passion deep
There
are times it seems asleep.
Wake
up, love. There is no mold
That
its dunes will ever hold.
Like
a castle on the beach,
Only
there till waters reach;
Carried
out to sea once more.
Who
is there that's keeping score?
Sifting
sand will find its nook
In
some corner or a brook.
Love
is like the sands of time
Captured in forever rhyme.
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