Our Love (3)

The nature of our love is such
It neither starts nor ends
But lasts as long as every touch
Between eternal friends.

You give to me as I to you,
And everything’s our own.
And nothing’s old and nothing’s new
But set in timeless stone.

And nothing can upset its stance;
It’s sure as sure is sure.
We’ve always danced life’s merry dance
And shall do evermore.

And, even in the jaws of death,
Our love is breathing ageless breath.

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