A Time Is Never Enough

A Time Is Never Enough

I could spend a week with you, and it wouldn't be enough. You'd return home --
I'd stand by my door, waiting
For a flower flourish, a chocolate scent.
I could spend a day with you, and it wouldn't be enough. You'd bicycle off --
I'd sneak to a cafe, glimpsing
Your soft, summer dress, your pony-tailed hair.
I could spend an hour with you, and it wouldn't be enough. You'd change tables --
I'd scribble in journals, finding
Words to say once and for Goddamn all, that I love you.