Till the world has passed


I will love you till the world has passed
though I offer it not a moment more,
because love is too good to last and last.

The first love among rosy cheeks comes fast
which is far too soon to forget; therefore
I will love you till the world has passed.

A truce among parallel souls unmasked,
it blossomed then withered, which I adore
because love is too good to last and last.

Immeasurable love, pure, humble, vast,
like fuel and fire igniting my core,
I will love you till the world has passed.

Dwelling on a memory you cast,
the hot hunger for the craving before
Because love is too good to last and last,

its tender meaning cannot be surpassed
by quelling the heart; in fact, much more
I will love you till the world has passed
Because love is too good to last and last.

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