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Three Times


Three times Three times the grandfather clock rings Three times my heart skips a beat In your presence, Three times Three times I wish to kiss you Once under the moon, once as the sun rises, and once as you fall asleep while we lay next to one another Three times the grandfather clock rings Three times reminding me of how and when I fell for you; A rush of adrenalin through my veins, a sincere conversation between us, and an irrevocable connection formed in a glance between our eyes Three times the grandfather clock rings, waking me from my daydream Dreaming of you and me…. Only three ways this could end; good, bad, or not at all Three times the grandfather clock rings as if there’s no time at all Three times for three chimes, that accounts for three long seconds Three long seconds to say three words Three little words that I’ve only meant three times Yet, those three times the same words were never heard Three times for three words I Love You
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