Elizabeth Locorriere

Time

I fear time, 

I\'m afraid that I\'ll spend too much time falling in love with your lips and not enough time falling in love with your eyes,

I fear that I\'ll spend too much time lying down with you and not enough time walking with you,

The amount of time we have is sacred- whether it be years or months, it will run out, and I fear I\'ll regret how I spent it.

When I make love to you I want it to last for days, not minutes or hours.

When you tell me you love me I want those words to come out slower,

Slower so I have more time to watch them leave your mouth and my ears to dance to the sound of your voice.

 

I fear time, 

I fear that my clock that we gracefully sit upon will stop ticking and it wont be a case of replacing the batteries.

Every time I laugh with you I mourn with you, because my heart knows those laughs will not last forever,

and although my mind will remember those laughs we shared, my ears will eventually forget how it sounded.

 

I fear time,

I fear that when our time runs out you\'ll tell me I should have spent more time falling in love with your lips, 

more time lying down, and less time making love. 

I fear that one day we\'ll bump into each other on the corner of a street and reminisce about those times.

 

I fear, that you don\'t fear time like I do.