Hours

The hours pass slowly.
The clock ticks away.
Time stands still
for this precious day.

And into the night
seconds turn into hours
as the yearning for you
my soul it devours.

My mind wanders
and my heart can't tolerate
the intense desire for you
that builds during this wait.

The days crawl by
And the nights grow long
until you're in my arms
Where you do belong.

copyright:  April 2005, Pam aka The Dragon Lord