time kisses us on our cheeks <br />and fingers our nipples; <br />time grins at us and we see <br />we have all come at the wrong time <br />and at the wrong places; <br />and when everything is arranged again <br />like a child moves the toys and dolls and figures at play <br />we look at one another <br />and think this is the right place and time <br />and then <br />time kisses us on our cheeks <br />and fingers our nipples; <br />time grins at us and we see <br />we have all come at the wrong time <br />and at the wrong places<br /><br />Raj Arumugam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-kisses-us-on-our-cheeks/
