Counting The Moments
I'm counting the minutes.
I'm counting the hours.
I'm counting every moment.
That I'm away from you.
Please, oh please
Just take me with you.
You've already got my heart,
My soul, my everything is with you.
And with every second
We're split apart
I feel as if I'm dying,
As if I'm a forgotten part of you.
On every wind I hear your voice,
That sweet, sweet sound.
Soft as a mother's lullaby, awaiting a restful child
And soothing as the oceans waves, so calmly as they do.
So I'm counting the minutes.
I'm counting the hours.
I'm counting every moment,
That I'm away from you.
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Okay, I can see that this will need improvement, but I got the inspiration for it and the words kept flowing off my keyboard and on to the monitor... so yeah... another one of my two minute poems.
What do you all think I can fix?
I'm counting the minutes.
I'm counting the hours.
I'm counting every moment.
That I'm away from you.
Please, oh please
Just take me with you.
You've already got my heart,
My soul, my everything is with you.
And with every second
We're split apart
I feel as if I'm dying,
As if I'm a forgotten part of you.
On every wind I hear your voice,
That sweet, sweet sound.
Soft as a mother's lullaby, awaiting a restful child
And soothing as the oceans waves, so calmly as they do.
So I'm counting the minutes.
I'm counting the hours.
I'm counting every moment,
That I'm away from you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Okay, I can see that this will need improvement, but I got the inspiration for it and the words kept flowing off my keyboard and on to the monitor... so yeah... another one of my two minute poems.
What do you all think I can fix?
