If I could

If time could be contained

or the hour-glass detained,

and day was not the waking time

and night had not a rhyme,

if life was but a frozen instant

--and death was not the sum of days

I could count to love you, a thousand  loving ways.

 

If years could be count in praise

more or so to your melodic voice and gaze,

twenty decades to your look, to your face

that makes simplicity a grace,

a hundred would go to adore each breast

but a thousand more to the rest, 

then a millennia to every part

and all ages to your heart.

Reviews

[[untitled]]

http://poeticvoice.ning.com/

We are an online writing community that provides writers with the feedback, motivation, and advice needed to achieve their writing goals.The Poetic Voice Community is fast and easy to join, and you will not get lost in it's easy maneuvering features. We here at Poetic Voice also hope to grow as a community of friends. Our intention, and wish is to learn and share with others. Basically we believe an open mind, and heart can promote growth. We hope to gain an understanding that can stretch and reach around the world.