Shower

Time, as the shower runs away.

Will she not stay?

Each line upon the face,

Speaks of her fading grace.

The girl’s  plaster smile.

He is in denial.

“Will you remain a  while?”

He asks.

 

“No, this can not last.

I see the chasm yawning vast.

The hours,, like sand run away.

The dawn rises, I can not stay”.

 

 

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