The Passage of time – 2, 23, 10, 16







The Passage of time

It must be a crime

It surely must know

It passes so slow


I want to be there

My hands in your hair

Your lips so sweet

Mine will soon again meet


Your body against mine

Before I am out of the line

Before anyone can ask

My hands on your…


And then to our couch

Where we shall slouch

Why can’t it last forever

This time we are together