The Time

I know now that I didn’t see what kind of man you are.
Had never met a man like you before.
Treasure.
Years and decades rolled past.
Did I mishandle your heart?

I know nothing now. Nothing, I whisper.
Show me. Hold our hands. Closer. Warmer.
Be still beside me as long as you like.
The time is only drops. Drops. Drops.

Kim Avila
LettingHerOut
10/14/2022

Always for Bad Hombre.

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