Is it possible to share time
as it passes over the rainbow?
Does everybody see
the full blown colors of temptation
dropping deep inside of imagination?
Or is it too fleeting for any type
of serious contemplation?
Perhaps the secret lies clouded
by a gentle eternal like wind
blowing over the clock of human souls
Tick full of folly
Tock full of whim
Tick full of love
Tock full of sin
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