'Words On Time; On Love'

Panic,
meticulously placed,
carefully
             construed.
I am uneasy now.

There is hope.
But until the pond
         of time
freezes over, and
until I can walk around,
calmly, with you,
I am forced to live
in masked fright.

Because love,
     buried
under all of its grace,
reminds me so often,
of every passing hour.

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