Affection 2 Poem by Josh Alfred

A bit of time has been imbued
With our dear affinity.
The great viewer has viewed
Us dance through its infinity.
If love was made deplete
Our affection would have past.
Since perfection means complete,
Love is to always last.
I take it as a sign
As the sun shined valiantly
That you and I were made to dine
On this piece of true reality.
If it weren't for our amicable tone,
No we there'd be, only 'I am alone.'