Shattered Pieces of Time by Maria Fokas Last night, you held my hand again. We flew with ruby-colored wings; below a golden sky. A distant faint melody; a familiar touch and sigh – Out of my sleep; worried faces and uncertainty, Has love been confused with lust again? Possibilities of truth fade away with mastered plans,   No expectations to the rule; no regrets from your seducer.     My eyes are heavy; but not from lack of sleep; In a world where time is scarce – we dwell on losing;  But never notice the part we play; as we fiddle with … Continue reading Shattered Pieces of Time