Bide

Patience, dear Love,
Time is neither friend nor foe
he merely is
wait not on the comin sun
nor on the flirtateous moon
count not the ticks or tocks
that fall, sliding like rain
dripping down the wall
You and I are outside
beyond the bondage of Time
for our souls forever entwined
and so we lay down together
outside of ourselves
beyond our dreams
on the borders of our souls
stretching into infinity