To you my dear, my one and only,
My true and faithful love,
Not even eternity can surpass a day.
For the moments I fight to have
With you, who set my heart free.
All I ask is a little of your time.
Not even a glance to check the time
Is needed, for that would only
Cut the ever fleeting moments free,
And render short the burning love
Of which for you I have
And waste away the day.
I will never forget the day.
On my mind all the time,
Is every precious moment I have.
With you my love I only,
Wish to show you how great my love
For you can be. How you set me free.
To you who have freed
A tormented soul. The day
No longer seems so long my love.
I could spend all of time
Counting every moment with you. If only
One more moment I could have.
With little patience I have,
Waiting at once for what’s free
Knowing that you only
Could show me the perfect day.
Once more I loose time
Lost in the depths of your love.
Burning passion, consuming love
For you and only you. I have
Never once forsaken a moment of time.
Oh so delicate, oh so perfect, free.
Once more I spend the days
Counting the precious moments for you only.
For you only my love,
All my days, you will have
My heart freely, till the end of time.
About the Creator
Mary Benson
I'm an aspiring short story writer, looking to see if I'm any good.
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