Cast my Watch into the sea
To a life ever submerging:
Never finding will for air;
Raw Need never emerging.
I recall the end of time:
The minutes when we kissed,
But now I'm forced by time's design.
Our seconds will be missed.
Kyle Hamp
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/now-i-m-forced-by-time-s-design/
