Love has struck!
The big hand on one,
The little hand runs amuck.
Did I hear ten bells or none?
Have the minutes come
Or gone,
And will sweet time return for me
If I miss my train again
As minutes into hours glow,
And hours turn,
And teeth and tongue
Begin to show,
And kisses melt
In undrunk glasses of wine?
Now twelve bells ring
And sing of morning time
And more sweet trains to come.

-jenn