Please promise no forever, not tonight,
Remind me not a thing from yesterday,
Today has joys for us both to delight,
And places where we will feel best to be;
So pledge me not the future yet to come,
Nor blessings held on oath by swearing lips
So I’ll be spared frustration and the glum,
Should your heart prove one day as one that gyps;
Your side of Heaven wants of nothing more,
But where I am, of Heaven it’s bereft,
And the few stars that in the blue would store,
Have grouped themselves that all alone I’m left;
……..But should tomorrow I wake up alone,
……..I’ll still remember how your eyes have shone.
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