Time is not our curse, nature transcient cannot be placed @ THE FEET OF TIME , to choose to make an enemy of time is not to understand that without time even our our existence becomes a nullity, a void we cannot reckon with.

In life unend we have in a way subvert the conspiracy of time, even when you mean to say death.

Enriched by too many big words, demanding more than a second reading to mean our world so full of despairs of

In the wildest of imagination, a queen would not stoop down to the "sand" to play with a dreamer and that is the very fun denid us for no longer being seven.

To call this very fun hell, is to lampoon the heaven e no longer can have with the "sand", simply becos we are grown ups
How I would want to be seven again and dream a queen who would take the sand for heaven.

vivid. The Eve's inheritance or better still the Eve's curse causing pain, bringing life on...this poem is a vivid picture