Bands of gold
fall silently
in a slow motion
blur
and time slips by
without exception
to the rule
and nothing speaks
louder than truth
being told
fingers wrapped
desperately
around the past
pried loose
gentle words
spoken
easing the pain
while candle light
softens the blow
...it's time to hold tight and time to let go
© 2013 Trilby
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