Just the Same
In the warm embrace of summer lovely, when my one tiny heart is frostbitten beyond fire;
When my memory vanishes, with not a trace left to recall and cry over;
When my body no longer promises, to my will it’s obedience-power;
The love you bestowed on me, when is disposed by the cruel time and fate;
Even if you unify with the Earth, and waters, I would still love you just the same...
Copyright © Veer Rathod | Year Posted 2024
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