No love can last forever;
No love remains sublime.
But sometimes there's a moment
in the canopy of time.
A fleeting, precious moment
when all the world stands still;
That subtle special second
that only love can fill.
Small minutes of seclusion
that only lovers share;
Mere temporal diffusions
may never venture there.
A place of perfect passion,
a glade of joy and tears,
Where love may reign, enduring,
throughout the passing years.
Then when our time is ended,
and days are judged complete,
There may be, in the Cosmos,
a place where lovers meet.
So why should we be troubled
For who can question why
If spirits are immortal
Then how can true love die.
A beautifully and elegantly written poem. You can write from any arena Thomas. True love does really never dies. It only grows to eternity. Nice lilting verses.
True love never dies. well said. Nicely penned from soft corner of your heart. Thanks for share
A question for the ages and beautifully and deftly crafted. The discussion of love is perfect.
Stunning write, I believe in eternal love that knows no boundaries!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True beauty in the thought. and perhaps it may be true.. A comforting and even joyous read. This is poetry with body and soul- very uplifting