My Love For You
When the Nile is but a dusty trail
and wind blows not for chime nor sail,
my love for you will still prevail.
When no distinction of night and day,
no sun nor moon; skies fade to grey,
my love for you even then won't sway.
When the universes no longer exist;
my love for you burns in the midsts.
Copyright © Arlene Smith | Year Posted 2015
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