for all is it the love of life we ask for or life to love.....to live... which clock turns, now. no hands. tick tock along. body born fresh,not yet broken.by waves of sorrowful silience...[HIDDEN WISHES] human needs, wants LUST. tides upon shores of growth. aged alone..ticking lightly. Unlike the heart,that..clock left behind.fell out of line. undone .yet gentle skin touched within the moment. gone...to remember time. take hold the hands and smile... which life line ,swings now. not knowing countless joy. to rewind that hand.not reaching not seeing.not living..tock its begun... simple love washed. now in salted seas oceans .dried out tears,far from our shores tick tock ..sands fall. passion driven by rapids .. place this moment,memories.. flashed, movement complete. crawling life.fucking crawl.... it has begun...hands reach but the choice...is yours.. human kind,soft inside time..again time... life..... lovenpeace from saff be whole..if not now then when....
