212: Time

Time by design
a fickle master
one hour slow
the next much faster
no clock can control
the pace of each minute
my mind has no timekeeper
lodged within it.

Do emotions control time
as time controls me?
Do sad days linger
and happy days flee?
Does reality die
in the eyes of perception
while time flies by
in the arms of affection?

Sometimes, maybe

but then again no
I remember those moments
in the afterglow
when time stood still
and my soul expanded
entwined with yours,
time was enchanted.

Lady Satellite