Fate twists when our desires burn...
I'll love you even should the world not turn.
Because there is the most hope in heart-break;
My Love for you, I shall never think to forsake.
And Father Time passes at such a rate,
That before you notice it, hope it's not too late.
Because lost Time shall never return,
And Time is lost without her for whom I yearn.
But God sees and with my heart cries,
Because He nor I wish for a love that dies.
And through the Grace of Heaven, my tears dry;
Without my lost love, even in my dreams of you, I sigh.
My Soul's creed I shall not ever fight,
And never shall I not try to your heart delight.
But life like a Southern sunset fades,
And my conscience my Soul upbraids.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem