I know now it cannot end
Eternity would have to bend
Before our love’s large strength
Which will suffer no reverse
Infinity’s enduring length
Is not as far as love can send
Its message to the universe.
I’m a classicist of the old school
I’m into rhyming, iambs, dactyls
Go blank sometimes, but essentially cool...
All the pounding banks and pockets take
Slowly ceases to sound
We chuck the last uneaten Christmas cake...
