As the Day

[billy]

I need to borrow her skin.
A priceless lend of youth's lesson:
time cannot be cured,
nor should it, because heaven
is always a home
where God waits with taut skin. no nits really for this stanza. the god part sort of spoils it for me, he stops it being about you wanting to watch her grow; like, why worry if there's a heaven etc

I'd be just another passing face;
the cold hand that once
chilled and burned her fleeting flesh.
A tourist scared of the dark,
but sometimes we need the dark to see
that the days are our executioner. this stanza loses me a little. i'm presuming the person is talking about going to heaven here? i'm probably wrong but if that's the case, it paints a dim pic of heaven.

I need to borrow her skin
to watch her age
and be the day, killing,
dying as the day. i enjoyed the wordplay in this stanza,

i get the feel the her is a daughter. the last stanza and the title;e tie in really well with each other. my one nit is the "her" i'd of liked to have seen her more developed in the poem., if only to give me a better handle to get a grip of

thanks for the read.