I have spent this long summer hiding within you clutch,
betwixt by your sight, and encouraged by your mind -
I've been hiding in our love-story,
lost in a world where another morning, is another glory -
a real life, fairy tale story.
Whether it rains, or the sun shines
it doesn't matter because I have you by my side -

I forgot about the hourglass on the kitchen table,
smooth sand, silently secretly gliding -
if you watch hard you can see the shift,
shift of the grain, the hour and minute
so when I saw it this morning, hidden under books, papers, ideas and wisdom I could not help but shiver
You handed me coffee thinking me cold,
but come Monday morning, this tale will stale and old -