Ageless
I have nothing else to give
From the bottom of a febrile heart,
And ageless is this love
Growing younger by the passing day.
Pyramidal like champagne, cascades
In its purest concept,
Bubbling as the crystal stream
Cleaves the blackest rock.
To expose the fertile soil
And perpetrate impassioned rites;
Copulates my dusky soul with
Fever burned of fearful death.
I have nothing else to give
From the singing depths of sanctuary,
And ageless be this love
Breathed 'till the dying breath.
Copyright © Tony Bush | Year Posted 2005
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