forever
is a long time
and
it seems like days
pass
us by like lightning
in
a summer storm
and
yet I still search for
your
eyes in Spring clouds
as
if we have all
of
eternity to love
perhaps
we do – maybe love
passes
on beyond cold graves
where
we turn to dust and
vines
covers up our names
I
wish could make my mind
believe
in theses forevers
but
it keeps telling me
I
only have these short days
Photo by geralt
Courtesy of pixaby.com
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