While I was there

While I was there

I had no care

No care in the world

But to remain there

Silent, uncoloured

Warm and content

With no other intent

But to remain there

While I was there

Nothing mattered

Nothing could err

I was centred

Poised, sphered

While dawn appeared

I felt rare

While I was there

While I was there

A minute was a year

There I measured time

In breaths and heartbeats

For even nighttime

Had vanished.

I thought that there I could remain

The hourglass set dormant and low

But well I knew that it was vain

As the hourglass has to flow

Though no other place

In my daily race

Could be as warm

As there, in her arms.

 

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