 |
Timeless Time is not of essence, When I hold you in my heart, Seconds last a lifetime, Whenever we're apart Distances immeasurable, Chasms grinding deep. Will life our hearts devour, The blood begin to weep? In darkness of the future, Crushed by power of grave, I won't forget this life, The love you my heart gave. by Eleanor M. Cole, February 1997 |
|
|