is it time

is it time

how about now
I ask for the hundredth time
she always replies no
it makes me think
someone broke her heart
or she prefers to be alone
this man needs the inspiration of a sigh
the magic of a woman’s touch
sooner or later
my heart must love again
so I cling to hope
tomorrow I will ask her
is it time
beautiful metronome
my dear devoted friend