ROMANCE Poem: Libations of Love, by Godard Delice

If sand is the embodiment of time
Then I’m…
Going to collect it all and become it’s keeper
That way, when I meet Mr Reaper
I can flip my hourglass around
To recapture the sound
Of every heartbeat that fluttered by
Of every moment my ribs caged butterflies
Of every time I uttered “I love you”
Of the moment you stuttered “I do”
Pictures may be worth a thousand words
But your voice, Firefly, deserves to be heard
For infinite lifetimes and more
I used to collect seashells that came across the seashore
To recapture this moment of meeting this girl from my dreams
But now that I met you in real life it seems
Like the shells are decorating the exuberant amount of sand
I’ve collected just to forever hold your hand

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