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I Love my life most of the time. But ... My heart secretly dwells in her lyrical world to save her poetic sanity.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Timeless

Yes, time goes on. The earth moves.
The moon waxes and wanes, wanes and waxes.
Time goes on. People keep paying their taxes.
Time goes on. The lines are drawn on my face,
leaving the trace of this different age.
My heart doesn't change. In my sleep I call your name.
In my dreams my love is the same.
I keep loving you over and over again.
Time goes on but my heart doesn't change.

SG Wallace

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