I desire the equal of time
the everpresent, inescapable, safe
it's not really about us
Even though,
I want it to be in the in-betweens

Time has no replica
as it steals its competitors

Thief of all loved, and loved-to-be
so you're proving our enmity with time,
just like time is proving our subordination.
And now that we've befriended our stands
time has come to steal again

Lacking time, its like needn't be looked for or after
And lacking it, love would be sufferable and hope acceptable