Dear,
The treasure can run out and is not eternal...
That power can crumble...
Age can increase...
That fame can fade...
Lust can pass with age...
Inheritance can not necessarily be managed wisely...
But my love for you...
Its value is limitless and timeless...
Because my love is all-encompassing.
YOU ARE READING
Twilight I Give Her Name
PoetryA Simple Writing, As Simple As Someone, As Simple As Love.
