Count to Three.

Poem

Count to three

When I count to three,
this thing between you and me;
all illusions hypnotizing,
will forever disappear,
as if they were never here.

Yes, you are the one,
my very own midnight sun,
but waiting is agonising,
for you never want to see
what you are truly to me.

A life shared by two,
that is what I see in you;
passion is mesmerizing.
Thus my heart belongs
right between your arms.

I want to count to three
and see you set me free,
for silence is paralyzing,
since I see your eyes scream,
that is the only way I dream.

Author's Note

Reviews are welcomed.

Reviews

[Bard Constantine]

The descriptive line of eyes screaming is an example of delectable writing... you do a nice job of describing the feelings of yearning for love while at the same time acknowledging the need to separate. Lovely writing...

[bluessadmood]

This is very nice my friend,as i know you always write with such a passion..
i loved all the lines ,so mind blowing..but i will tell of some of the best here
this thing of you and me..now i see illusions that were never be
how your waiting so agonizing,how it hurts me to see
you always belonged to me.. want to be free of silence killing me
those sets of eyes scream..its the only way i see them and dream
lovely write..

[chillz]

i loved it!! this was a brilliant piece..great poem ^_^

[Coyote Poetry]

Wow. Poem is direct to the point. I like the use of numbers. Like a magic trick we could make memories fade to nothing. That would be great tool to have. I like how you ended this poem. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote