If I choose
A moment to say I’ve had enough of you
If I say a day would come where
I would have had lots of you?
A week passed by and I’d be satisfied of you?
A month full of ecstasy, joy bliss of just you?
Years would turn to a life…
Will I have had enough of you?
Lives and lives filled with you..
Still I may say…
I did not get enough of you..
this time
When we would meet in heaven…
In realms apart from our known
If I cannot ever get enough of you?
Souls and essence and my spirit will never get enough of you…
Merge me with you…
To get enough of you…
My heart will still whisper…
Not enough of you…
Time is no measurement in our dimensions.