On this side of the fence,
Imprisoning a hope.
Fighting a war, together.
Running, freezing time.
The sun wants to sleep,
The last of the ray.
Skate on the silver skin.
The other side wails,
Bewildering the thread of time.
Tempts to break off the running.
Shouts back and swirls,
Gleefully placate the wails.
Ceasing, time melts away.
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Kohl lined eyes
Withdrawing an outward grasp, Coming backward to the roots. Dry tears smudging the kohl lined eyes. Silently comes The moist air of uncertainty. The nectar drops. Onto the earth To nurture, A seed of hope.