ephemeral
my love for you, far from ephemeral
like a brick wall, bonded with euphoria and affection
yet, under the pressure of time
the bond start to weaken,
and the bricks begin to crack.
yet the wall still stands,
withstanding the elements against it.
but time eventually takes its toll,
as the bricks cascade and crumble.
the architect looks upon the pile of rubble,
reflecting on what once was.
Copyright © Mercedes Perezperdomo | Year Posted 2025
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