What Counts

movingfinger

What Counts

let me count the ways
upon your toes or fingers
or upon the days I’ve spent
looking for someone
to count

let me count the ways
upon ones, twos, and threes
including all the fractions
in between,
let me count five and four
ticks of a clock,
each second
and its divisions
from the moment
you opened
the door

let me count the ways
upon the photons of
the sun’s rays
and the minutes
it took
each one
to reach your face

Oh let me count the ways
as the list grows
longer and longer
congesting my throat
and making me choke
on what
must be love

ISN

choking on love sounds like heaven.......sometimes when I'm in love, I get this feeling in my stomach like nerves - or when I think of my baby, I get a constriction in my chest, like I won't be able to breath

justam

This is such a romantic type of poem. I liked it.

kdpjam

very great, this should be made into a song!

movingfinger

i make the foray into romantic poetry every now and then, not as much lately, though, probably need some inspirati

cartoonnightmare

beautiful poem