Time

If time consisted of little droplets of nothing
I’ll drink all night from the bottle of life
All night till my vision turns kaleidoscopic,
And I see you reflected in coloured glass
Like the endless fascinating enigma you are
Eternity I’ll trap in my windowpane,
Then dream we shall, dream all day
Till reality fades away
And all that is left is the bottle of life
With it’s bottled – up time
Carefully wrapped inside eternity

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