Time’s Crime

We tattooed our bodies onto the city streets

and laughed at our silliness in the dark cold sweet

We drank our giggles down an alleyway

Our innocence colliding in a misfit feat

 

Time stood still

But Time’s not on our side

Perfect timing must be timed

And this is Time’s crime

 

You didn’t have to tell me that you wanted me

I’d felt it from your spirit when it was speaking to me

Our flesh and wound clashing and crashing still

Blue eyes and caresses expressed intimately

 

Time stood still

But Time’s not on our side

Perfect timing must be timed

And this ain’t my crime

 

Time stood still

But Time’s not on our side

Perfect timing must be timed

I will wait… whatever time

 

(C) Diosa

04.05.09 2am