Poetry

Still Frame

Time can wait
because you’re
here with me and
nothing else matters.

© Sarah Doughty

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25 thoughts on “Still Frame”

  1. nicewpiece. reminds me of the closing lines of andrew marvell’s “to his coy mistress” – “let us roll all our strength and all/our sweetness into one ball,/and tear our pleasures into one rough strife/through the iron gates of life:/thus, though we cannot make our sun/stand still, yet we can make him run.”

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