I’ve heard love does not last That time
trials wear away the thin veneer of youthful exuberance that first bloom
I’ve seen it true, love does not last Yet
I have entered into a something inexplicable We
both hear the call of the cynic saying what we feel is not to last
we both see the years tripping by alone together imprinted on our bodies
we both experience the world coming in tangling
tantalizing teasing each
to believe what it says
There is an inside we both in our own way rest on There is
a place we now live where nothing can come There is a knowing we both possess that is seated at our table
There is a world where love does not last We have chosen to live
otherworldly~