No love can last forever.
No love remains sublime;
but sometimes there's a moment
in the canopy of time.

A fleeting, precious moment
when all the world stands still;
that subtle special second
that only love can fill.

Small minutes of seclusion
that only lovers share;
mere temporal diffusions
may never venture there.

A place of perfect passion,
a glade of joy and tears,
where love may reign, enduring,
throughout the passing years.

Then when our time is ended,
and days are judged complete,
there may be, in the Cosmos,
a place where lovers meet.

So why should we be troubled,
for who can question why
if spirits are immortal
then how can true love die.

For Sheilagh With Love



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What We Overlook

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