Friday, May 13, 2005
Forgotten, forgotten, all shall be forgotten —
All shall slip beneath the seas of time and space.
Remembered, remembered, naught shall be remembered —
Naught shall mark our tiny lives nor leave a trace.
Beloved, beloved, you are my beloved —
But my love the toll of years cannot outpace:
Then with me, come with me, I beg of you come with me —
We will disappear in time in our embrace.
© 2005 Jeffrey Hull
Hey, it's never too late. I wonder who their with now?
........Just a dream. Thanks, I needed that.