I want a love that Time cannot destroy
Or nibble till there’s nothing left but scraps—
A passion full of ever-present joy
That laughs at Time and all its silly traps.
I want a flame that will not end in ashes.
I want a light that will not lose its glow.
I want a love the future never trashes.
I thought that love was ours, but Time said “No.”
So I say “No!” right back. I want Time dead.
Time took our vows and made them all untrue—
Time proved that we were lying when we said
“I’ll never love another soul but you.”
Time’s a bored toddler; passion is its toy.
There is no love that Time cannot destroy.
Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells