Long time coming by richboom published on 2013-02-12T21:10:52Z the air of a strange drew across your face, tight lipped with an air of uncertainty, the air filled with the musk of ravaged time, past events replaying on the blank canvas. he moved, she moved, they moved, a dance of life lived out in slow motion. dark rims appeared under tied eyes, the blink becoming more apparent, a wrinkled hand brushes the grey through hair, and the joints creek under life's strain. he moved, she moved, they moved, a dance of life lived in slow mo. a backward glance to shore up the future, the petals unfolding to show the truth, something that neither want to see, too raw, a decayed nerve it twitched. he moved, she moved, they moved, a dance lived out in slow mo.