one glance was all it took
two hearts to beat together
three nights we spent in paradise
four months this love became gold
five years passed us by quickly
six weeks we saw the sky fall
seven hours our shouts filled rooms
eight memories were all you left me
nine love songs keep me up at night
A relationship by numbers! Nicely done, Maria, but such a sad ending.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading Kim.
DeleteA concise piece and so much sadness buried between those layers of time and numbers. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mish.
DeleteThis was not an uplifting count.... alas too often it happens.
ReplyDeleteTrue. Thanks for reading.
DeleteBeautiful in its conciseness, sad in in its theme.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading Imelda
DeleteA.M. your counting poem says so much about the trajectory of your relationship. The haunting residue of music stands out for me.
ReplyDeleteA sad ending well written!
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