Eight Years Filled An Ocean Poem by jon terry

It was two days from our first kiss
I could not move from the bed
Staring at the ceiling
Sure that soon I would be dead

But for three whole days
And three whole nights
You kept me in this world
As I swore to myself secretly
If I survive this she's my girl

I took just two months
Fourteen thousand miles
Before I was at your home
Knelt beside you
Next to seven monks
Selling my soul, heart and bones

It took just eight years
And an ocean
Of the the tears that I have cried

So I beg

Please give me back eight years

For in that bed I should of died