Time

A poem about Love through time

Time is a cruel mistress
it passes so slowly while we are apart
yet speeds by when we are together
every moment is precious
and I never want to let you go

However tiredness creeps over me
like an invisible blanket covering my every thought
memories of you linger in my mind
until my consciousness is banished to a land of dreams
so far, so distant, that I feel I may never wake again

To hear that sweet soft voice, that accent so enticing
to see that smile of rare beauty,
that look of wonder in your eyes
for now Time is our enemy,
but some day eternity will be ours.