so our eyes met,

just once this time,

 but my eyes leaked,

 a river of rhyme,

the song  my heart used to sing,

was drained out by your painful ring,

i wish there was time,

more time for us,

for i love you baby,

and seeing you's a must.

i'll count the days your outa my reach,

but when you are gone,

i am lost for speech,

i hope, i wish, i wonder,

if you will stop the thunder.

xx.

by nicole elizabeth bernadette brunt.