Sands of time
Falling in space
Never seeming to reach their destination
An eternal love
Grapping for freedom
In a cold uncaring cauldron
Time caught in a warp
Never seeming
To move forward
Holding them frozen
In a state of wanting
Two lost souls
Magnetically intertwined
Kept apart
By the apathy of the clock
Distorted measure
Holding them hostage
Until the grains fall
Through the oppressive ooze
As they keep pulling against
The tyrannical forces
That keep them distant
And the longing for the day
Grows ever stronger
Ever dynamic
So vigorous in nature
That it sweeps them away
To a place where they belong
Together in perfection
Across the metaphysical plane
Until the time comes