Momentarily with You

Time is of the essence
and without a loving presence
I’m wrapped in sorrows cloak

Your words are meaningless without action
They are simply lacking passion
and on them you choke

A gift can be so thoughtless
An attempt to purchase solace
Now your wallet of love is broke

Acts of Service can be endearing
Nevertheless, I continue fearing
Am I the only one?

Although I want your touch
That can not be a crutch
Without emotion your love is undone

In the end, all we have is an uncertain amount of time
If you share some with me, I’ll share some of mine

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