For all the metals and wreaths
The Earth is adorned with,
For all the bouquets and soft sands
As long as you will have me
By you I will stand.
But some day if your memory ceases
Or ages day by day
In your heart you will find
My love still exists
To be held through new forays.
If little by little if you so desire
To let the flame burn afire,
Or if bit by bit you recede
Into the Ocean of life
There you will find my love and me.
If some day when I hold your hand
Your eyes glazed refuse to know
In those blessed lands
There working hard I will sow
The seeds where my love will grow.
If tomorrow you tell me squarely
That nothing doing, it is done
I would hold your hand
Upon my heart
For then only love is fun.
And then when the dawn breaks
Unto another realm of the Universe
I would flight my love there for you
As flighty, as swift
As any wise flying bird.
As the sands of time go on I'm sure
You'll seek better things of me
And may be something more,
Even in then your arid heart
There I would let my love show.
Through the pithy pits of hell,
Through the chiming bells of a churchyard,
Through the typhoons of turbulent times
And the the pleasant blossoms of Spring
I tell you my love would last.
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