Buying Time

Today I've been working very hard, toiling to buy time
So that we might spend it together.
I've been desperately searching, scratching
At the earth of life, filing, scraping
A meager den and furrow
So that we might nourish each other
And nature has given few things freely
As Adam's curse scratches back at us
The dirt doth freely humor find
In our humble hearts.
Oh my love, how I long to be
Nestled with you in our simple home
Made deep and rich with love.
And our nest of comfort and joy
Beckons for our return.
At the end of the weary day.
Tediousness has no patience.
Nor the mundane.
The two titans of the common.
My love, you are the flow—
The essence of the ages find meaning
In your sweet lips and your blessed
Forever one wonderous soul.
And so our bodies may be divided--
Distance has its due
There shall never be a crevice
Between me and you—
Our hearts are one forever.
United in marriage are we.
For all eternity.

© 2001 Denis Kucharski
 
   
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