I Will Always Wait For You Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

It was the morning when she turned,
to have a look, such simple curiosity.
It spelled the end, she entered endless time,
I would, if asked by fate (Oh how I yearned!)
stand, like Lot's wife to wait until eternity
for you to come (I'd welcome you in rhyme)
and take my hopeful hand to walk with me
it matters little where, I want to say,
there cannot, will not must not ever be
an end to genuine love, I greet you...YAY!
I've felt the dagger cold as ice inside
it twisted by volition of its own
no longer was there time to kiss the bride
the Devil leaves you breathless and to moan.
Today, the angels cried for love, my sweet
I have a mind to hold and cry with you,
we shan't accept, not willingly, defeat
and fight for US because our love is true.
And like the warrior, we will both stand tall
arms wrapped defiantly to demonstrate
that neither Gods nor devils see US fall
and that no time will be too long to wait.