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Times Within


They burn within my mind so terribly dark
They come upon the wind of time rolling across my soul
Time worms of hate forcing me to wonder if I am pure
I fight them with my every weapon but still weaken more
They approach like rhinos in heat upon a desert plain
Crushing everything in their path to reach the plain of their desire

I will/must win or I will miss so much of times little wonders
Mysteries waiting to be seen, to be written, to be oh to be
Send me a small bit of your strength and love to aid me in my battle
For I want to be here and near to enjoy your fruits as well as mine
Your touches of love, moments of passion, years of sweet caresses

Mind to mind I wait for your coming...


Robert Hayden Pursell
14 November 2004







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