Moving My Pendulum
Each notch in my gear feels your verge moving
Swinging my pendulum slowly back and forth
Moving my weights downward pulling on my chain
Each tick becomes a tock then striking my chimes
Creating this melody in time my second hand moves slowly
Down to your six while my other is on your twelve
Both moving slowly waiting to strike twelve at the same time
Your dial filled with a smile showing all your numbers
Each one creating this moment in time
One for unity, Two for us and three for birth
Four is the hour we met and five is this time for us
Six my secondhand and seven is our love
Eight times nine are the seconds I wait for ten to ring my chime
Eleven is the hour before we both strike at the same time
We will always be in time together with my gear
Moving your Verge giving us both the correct time
(I am a clockmaker what can I say, lol)
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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