the love song of j.a.p

there will be time, there will be time

to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;

there will be time to murder and create,

and time for all the works and days of hands

that lift and drop a question on your plate; 30

time for you and time for me,

and time yet for a hundred indecisions,

and for a hundred visions and revisions,

before the taking of a toast and tea.

♥

♥

we have lingered in the chambers of the sea

by sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown

till human voices wake us, and we drown

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