(my internet was down all day so I took revenge...and wrote:) It was fun.
I hope you come to me
Completely un-rushed
For I need you next to me
But not hurried or pushed
How do we love each other; let’s count the ways
Time is a priceless commodity these days
I hope you stop long enough
Oh, I hope you stay
Until we have run out of
All we need to say
And even then, you would find no reason to leave
As we listen to the night slipping over the eve
Moments are life-gems
We cannot count or number
Or know how many of them
Fill time’s vault ‘til we slumber
True sorrow is looking back to yesterday
Regretting the life-gems we threw away
© Janet Martin
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