Physically....there's no future
...But.......spiritually defined
There'll be many tomorrows
Within the proper state of mind
'Twas the embrace of a lifetime
....So distant...so near
For....in that brief moment...
It came....abundantly clear
To that reservoir of the mind
Where fond memories dwell
...Once....stood...a stranger
Whose very image dispels
The myth that attraction
...Is limited...only to youth
Age is but a number.....
Cupid's own brand of truth
...Now....it all feels like forever
Though it was just yesterday
When stars met in alignment
Serendipity...paving the way
Physically there's no future
...Yet spiritually....defined
There'll be many tomorrows....
Within the right frame of mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem