Hold back the hour.
Stop the tears from flowing.
Breathe again untainted air.
Take back my bones, my breasts,
and race forward to passion once more

Hold back the hour,
before the ravaging of every sinew
and fleeting glimpse of salvation, and
forced pity encroached upon my earth

Hold back the hour,
before tested strength
proves weakened failure
and commitment runs a ragged road

Before privacy alludes
and birds no longer sing for me,
or the pinch of reality is drugged
away before the fluttering of breath

Now bring back the hour
let the tears flow
I'm ready

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