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Time's Delicate Folds

Time's Delicate Folds

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Reaching you will unmake us, 

it is the end and start of our impossible divide, 

placing our every mistake in a clouded hourglass 

and hiding flaws in time's delicate folds.

All of these moments have their own weight 

like stones of different shapes and sizes, 

decorated in glyphs and runes of the languages we lost, 

each can build a road and towering castles for us one day.

I've broken time for this, 

shards of space to be assembled until I make us right, 

until I inhabit and examine each line of the lives 

we made and when I'm here

Everything flutters and ripples without wind, 

a world of fragile surfaces and frail shimmering oceans, 

you had to follow me, 

take my hand in yours and trust me to guide you 

through their collapse to

When I kissed the small curve of your neck's side, 

holding you even there's a crushing distance 

painted across your eyes of the places you could 

never seem to let me reach, 

when I whispered words to you that only 

soul mates can hear the sounds of.

And only you could feel the symbols in the rings worn, 

the unceasing devotion they promise, 

the things that hide in time's delicate folds but always 

circle and breathe anew.

All of these moments between us are their own contained

universes braiding together rivers of seconds and hours,

wherever I move the currents, I can only go so far, 

I cannot go beyond the maps you've carefully drawn 

and if I was immune to your loving touch 

I could make us perfect.

But, guided by the notion that there is a painless, 

perfect version of us, I will inevitably carve flaws somewhere

As you reach out and plead to look closer now, 

to listen to your breath, soft like a sigh, 

like ashes hovering in the wind.

Forever hung on those moments, 

I brought worlds to an impossible standstill for this, 

contracted space to a pinpoint 

to split skies and open the earth, 

tampered with all of time's delicate folds, 

knowing that reaching you will be the start and the end.

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