We ticked, and we tocked

There we danced,
without bones,
with
out
skin,
and there we sang
without words,
with
out
voices"
we handed ourselves in bundles
to the clock’s open hands,
drew his face upon your shoulders,
traced his sound upon my lips,
I ticked
and you tocked
and we knew,
this was our time
So we danced
and we sung!
And we loved,
and we broke!
Our hands clasped so tight
as the numbers twisted into tornadoes around us,
our hands clasped so tight
as the hours passed in perfect time"
You ticked
and I tocked,
and we knew
this was it. 

 

Author's Note

unfinished, I never finish anything anymore

Reviews

[Hello, Goodbye]

this unfinished product is candid which gives way to appreciation.. the mark is hit with strong verbiage..

[i.am.the.sun.]

this. is. beautiful. gorgeous. and every other heartfelt word with a positive connotation that hasn't quite been over used yet.
what do you mean unfinished? i got lost in this, at first i was worried i didn't know where it was going, then all i wanted was to keep going in whatever direction it was, hoping it never ended.

[Antonio Valentino]

This really appealed to me, its fresh and its vibrant, thats hard to find in this beach of cliche and worn out phrases of day.

Very, very, nice, I'm looking forward to reading more.
Antonio :)

[Peter Joseph Swanson]

That is so cool. It looks all done to me!