How Many Days?

How many days must pass me by
before I can see your face?
I count them all one by one
and each and every space
that separates my time with you
and makes me wonder if we're through?

Foolish thinking takes right over
and tears at the heart of me.
Need to stop these darkened thoughts
for all I need to see
is a glimpse of your face
and that tempting smile
to erase all these hours
and hundreds of miles
to know how wrong I am.

For you told me so
not too long ago.
But this separation brings me
desperation and I just can't let it go.
How many days must pass me by
before I can see your face?
Each hour feels like a lifetime to me,
a lifetime I can't erase.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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