Hold Her Poem by Ardimus Caldwell

Hands of a clock can't touch our love
Sands of time can't keep up
A stopwatches get tired before I let go
But let them try to match my love
For I cherish the moments when I can
I hold you tight
Letting our hearts twist togethere
In sync with one anothere
Falling more in love with each beat
The melady that it thumps to
Knocking on my chest as my heart does it back
Doors that we both are ready to open
Eyes trapped in a gaze
The endless strair down with two love birds
These moment keep close to my heart
For they measure life
Not the money
Or material things
The purpose of life
For my life is an easy essay to write
A prompt to be completed and turned in
Before I run on and on
The purpose of my life is you