Tic Toc at the midnight hour,
peddling along louder and prouder.

Clock my dear friend,
you've done it again.
Every single second I learn
that time has passed,
and you're consistent,
I hear it sixty times 
within a minute.
And he continues.
Smugly taunting along
with that perfect timing
envied by all musicians.

Tic Toc in the Darkness

I ran to the top
About to roar;

I held back instead
That unsullied feeling
Before anything is ever said

Take a second,
My heart raced
Not often enough
We relish.

A triumph so sweet
Silence leaves my lips;
Our secret
I stayed speechless.

Once I unleash the words
They belong to the world.