Like a rock
Made of rain
When it falls
Feel the pain
Hear the beat
Faster now
Times so sweet
Hour after hour
Eyes and hands
Teeth and hair
Far she stands
Does he dare?
Touch and smell
Food and wine
Naivety quells
The young hearts pine
Butterflies and flowers
Chocolate cakes, red roses
Time was never theirs
So the ending closes
Like a rock
Made of rain
When it falls
Feel the pain
Hear the beat
Slower now
Times so incomplete
Hour after hour.
Michael Theophilus Dom (born 1977) Papua New Guinea
Source: Send words as gifts: Selected & new poems 1995 – 2015, Michael Dom, CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 2016
Used by permission as noted in the above publication
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