Your beauty isn't waning, never so,
But years make imprint on our faces,
Denoting time as accurate Tissot,
Reminding us: the final end commences.
Not loss of beauty but the loss of love
Is what entrains my poor heart with sadness...
I still may hope for meeting you above,
I'm eager to believe in any chances.
We'll meet again, in a maybe better world,
Where we will have all time to give each other,
Where will be no distraction or discord,
And life will have no obstacles or shadows.
We'll meet again, I know this for certain,
As love like ours can never be forgotten.
07.02.2017
Your beauty isn t waning, never so
© Copyright: Валерия Ливина, 2017
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