Hourglass by GiantBomb.com

Hourglass

Your scent lingers on my breath
Lightly, like the memory it is.
My mind is just a pocket
But you think of it as an hourglass
Filling it with time, grain by grain
Either ways, they stick in there like sand.
Here is your hourglass then,
Swinging up and down as I wait
Each grain telling a different story
Of the same day

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