Creative · Non-Fiction · Poetry

Between Hours and Oceans

Ours is measured in miles and minutes,
In fleeting glances across unseen skies,
Each whispered promise lost to distance,
Yet carried in the silence of our sighs.

The stars we share lie far between,
Time holds us in its cruel, slow grip,
Yet every moment apart is a thread unseen
That binds us closer with every slip.

You are the echo in my quiet hours,
The fading sun in my restless dreams,
Though oceans and hours hold their power,
Ours still burns with steady beams.

One day, we’ll conquer distance and time,
Until then, my heart is and will beat for you from here to the edge of the night,
With every second, you are still mine—
A love beyond borders, beyond sight.