In place of love

From years to years, as I wait to become hers. From months to months, with dominant mouths. From week to week, as the weak break. From minute to minute, only some make it. From second to second, with only second thoughts. From time to time, as I wish I could live a bit more. But time will always be time.

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Anticipation is frustrating when time has a mind of it's own...patience is a must...and we don't always get lucky enough achieve our goals...I like the way you brought time to life and used it to your life within the space of time...nice repetition.
Warmly, B

[Arundass TP]

Repetition works well. Nicely written