Until the Very End
Here we are at the end of our marriage
remembering the tender words of love
that we uttered in our horse and carriage
tucked together like the wings on a dove
as the world stands far remote we keep bay
inside this velvet room of flower and sage
counting the blessings of a morning ray
sandwiched like two birds in a guilded cage
folded inside the sheets of time we thrive
accordianed like two insturments of old
humming the songs that once made us live
encloaked the dark, we never grew cold
true love is the diamond of old lovers and friends,
I believe that I will love you, until the very end.
Jan. 31, 2020
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2020
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