time stands still

		what then is love but mourning?
		what desire but they self burning? 

		time stands still
		time stands still 

		and i know that this is the movement of bodies
		each body pulsing with its own time and power
		each body alone and wrapped with its own remembrance
		in that loneliness maroon in a stone sea
		i heard lips whispering complete
		and sent all time in the palms of my hands and my skin
		the need for contact
		shut behind the thirteen bolted doors my feet fetted
		i dreamed only of the orofices of the watch put there
		so that one may hook and twine oneself in me
		continually i dreamed of this confrontation
		and it was a dream of the most savage jealous and cruellest match
		
		time stands still
		
		though you are young
		and i am old
		though your veins flow
		and my blood flows
		the youth is moist
		the age is dry
		yet embers live
		when flames do die 
		
		all time stands still
		time stands still
		time stands still
		
		tender grass is easily broke
		yet who shall shake the sturdy oak
		you are more fresh and fair than i
		yet stubs do live
		when flowers die 
		
		time stands still
		time stands still 

		thinkst thou thy fortune still doth cry
		for tomorrow thou must die