Through Time
But when we step through changing time,
We just slip away.
Seeking a place to be as one;
A heavy price we pay.
And as the centuries flash by,
Things we image are realized.
We found a place to be in secret;
Seen only in our eyes.
All through time the battle wages on,
A war we cannot win.
We take comfort in our love,
This secret place we're in.
And when at last the time will come,
When I am to die.
I hope you will return me here,
Where in peace I may lie.
© March 2009
