They say if true love’s meant to last for aye,
why count we every second we did share?
Yet since we met, I savor every day
for tasteless years sans you I could not bear.
Your words with me were few, I’ve carved in mind.
Lest visage fades, I’ve painted yours anew.
From mem’ry stale, the feeling fresh I find,
I relish sweetness from my dream I chew.
Though lightyears’ path does Altair Vega part,
for e’en a day’s reunion they rejoice.
While I, a mortal, with so frail a heart,
a temp’ral quest of love I dared not voice.
Before the time my mind and taste does dull,
Remembrance fresh of you anon I’ll cull.
2015/2
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