Epoch

could we turn back the hours to peek as the shadows define around those expenditures of wanting more than we see, more than we dared to ever believe. oh, why tease me with snippets of glorious delight and then run back to those shadows and hide inside, leaving me dangling on the end of a very thin string, as I hang on and wonder, why take my hand and together we'll glisten now, tasting the promise we both know is real. no need to fear as fear doesn't live here, fear has to run and hide forour love is alive...