Three thousand hours
stand between me and this abyss,
mirroring a twist of fate
but one I'll wish for again
Eternity starts tomorrow,
yesterday, years ago
and I want you to say it
I need you to say
that three thousand hours
will not bend or break
the cracked glass, eggshells, cliff's edge
a threshold threatens the end
but I know three thousand hours
will tie us in a bond never broken,
keep us melded and burning with
blankets and goosebumps and roses and rescues
and moments and moments and moments
and even though we only have seconds left
laughing forever
for three thousand hours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A loved one going away on an extended stay perhaps? Four months is a long time. But true friendships withstand such a thing. Nice poem