Lora Colon

(26 September 1944 / Missouri - United States)

Maybe Forever


The moon's like a lantern
In the midnight sky;
Its light is reflecting
In your sad grey eyes,
While a whippoorwill calls
And its mate replies.

Our hearts beat together
In perfect rhyme,
Like many lovers' hearts
Since the dawn of time;
But tonight is our night,
And our love is sublime.

How long will I love you?
I can't say for sure;
I want to say forever,
But nothing endures;
Don't question me now,
Tonight I am yours!

Submitted: Tuesday, April 02, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (3/16/2014 8:56:00 PM)

    It's a sweet love song. It's a sweet melody. A gentle, soothing breeze. A sea of soft moonshine.
    'Don't question me now,
    Tonight I am yours! '
    Thanks for saying this so beautifully.
    May your love flow like this for ever!
    10/10. (Report) Reply

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