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.
When you’re old
Revelations come thick and fast
But the bastards do not last...
I do predict the evening primrose stays
Alive in some last blooms to make for you
(And me) a sudden remake of the ray....
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