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
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