I Fear The Number Would Fall ShortA Poem by CoffeeInfusedI fear the number would fall short If you count the stars above It still would not equal the ways Of how I feel for you, my love
Or all the grains of sand In rest along the beach They still would not amount Even if you tallied each
With every breath I take My fondness brighter gleams And every waking moment It still seems like a dream
And if a dream it is Then I do not dare to wake For I would curse the morning light If you, away it takes © 2013 CoffeeInfusedReviews
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3 Reviews Added on September 5, 2013 Last Updated on September 5, 2013 AuthorCoffeeInfusedALAboutBit of a jack of all trades, I dabble in music, poetry, building random things... A lot of stuff heh. Trying to get back into writing more often, looking to get a little feedback to better develop my .. more..Writing
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