One dream.

Two rhythms rise.

Three days without you.

Four oceans can’t stop me.

Five candles lit along the way.

Six roses I’ve lain across your pillow.

Seven moments that struck me out of the blue.

Eight goodbyes that lingered on for days and days.

Nine times awakened in the middle of the night — you?

Ten questions I asked out into the midnight sky — no answer.

Eleven days since I’ve last seen you, wondering could eternity end?