Time Stands Still

What then is love but mourning?

What desire but they self burning?

Time stands still

Time stands still

And I know that this is the movement of bodies

Each body pulsing with it's own time and power

Each body alone and wrapped with it's own remembrance

In that loneliness maroon in a stone sea

I heard lips whispering complete

And sent all time in the palms of my hands and my skin

The need for contact

Shut behind the thirteen bolted doors my feet fetted

I dreamed only of the orofices of the watch put there

So that one may hook and twine oneself in me

Continually I dreamed of this confrontation

And it was a dream of the most savage jealous and cruellest match

Time stands still

Though you are young

And I am old

Though your veins flow

And my blood flows

The youth is moist

The age is dry

Yet embers live

When flames do die

All time stands still

Time stands still

Time stands still

Tender grass is easily broke

Yet who shall shake the sturdy oak

You are more fresh and fair than I

Yet stubs do live

When flowers die

Time stands still

Time stands still

Thinkst thou thy fortune still doth cry

For tomorrow thou must die