Hourglass…

The dust may settle

But you do not.

Pieces of you are lost,

Pieces of you are forgot.

You’re the mistress

Of your fate,

Chain that master up

You’ll dominate.

Heaven & hell

Are deep inside,

Balancing each other

Until they collide.

Open your cell

Before it’s too late,

Waiting for a moment

Would be a mistake.

You’re the other half

To my hour glass,

My hand is open

For you to grasp.

I’ve never seen you

As a girl to be saved.

I see a beautiful woman

Who should be appreciated

A woman to be praised.

K