Till throbs my brittle heart
Will I love you, for I, faint I, am fastened to your pure love;
No cause is too fatal to keep our souls apart
And will love you untill I hear His call from above.
Oh, Distance is so flimsy as well—
Your beauteous mural (on my heart) couldn't erase,
And silence—a long, long day between us it did prevail—
Only dimmed the abiding memories with a bit haze.
Dear, Death is but a mere grabber—
Can only take my warm breath away—
But my love for you will breathe forever:
Here, in the verse of live words, timelessly it will stay.
Friday, September 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love