Love never dies
Nor is so long for ever
At your end
Love may wear out
At the other bend
With new freshness it sprouts
Immortal love!
That night in
I know is morn in
For love there are dusks
But never the dust
By human efforts love is dammed
To cease or flow in trickles
But even then
The fountain never runs dry
When tenderness is not torrential
The flow is probably hampered
To irrigate a new found land
‘Cause love never dies
When your river is in flood
Gently tend my wounds
And wake me to a dawn of love
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