I don’t count the days, they’re copious and the thought of them suffocates me
aching to see you, missing the melody of your voice, all I want to do is see
the same sky you are seeing, feel the rain that falls onto your face
to be in the same place.
Is it so much to ask for time to accelerate, for the clock to speed up
but then please slow down when I’m with you, holding this cup
I think that the liquid is you, cascading through me
caressing, loving, warming, all I want to do is see
your enticing eyes but the calendar slows
and the wind and rain still come, time still goes
but ever so slowly still, and I will not count the days
until you finally kiss my lips, all your ways
that I have come to love and cherish
and as simple as it may be, this is my wish
that the days would just go faster.