The QuestionA Poem by MeeshA question with an answer that is not so easily
found: “How long will you love me, how long will your
heart be bound unto mine by strings of passion that may never
break nor bend?” What say you may she ask, “ When is it that
your love will end?”?
The answer, I concede, first seemed impossible
to reach, n’er to be encompassed, by the means of pen or
speech. Since love is immaterial, not a token one can
lend, I concluded hence, with ignorance, that love
can never end.
Time found my plea erroneous, Hark! what
brought forth my mistake, were trails of love that found my heart, and
trials that made it break. And where forth be the difference, ‘twixt a
soul mate and a friend, be it not the length of time with which their
love comes to an end?
For a lifetime and an hour, o’er this question
did I pine, ‘til at long last, without repast, I feel I
might define, if not the temporal trinkets that the human
heart defend, then at least the circumstances, by which my
love will end:
When that earth our feet doth fall upon, and
that sky above our hair, reverse, so that, whilst underground, I tread
upon the air, and while I walk, I conversate, with Eagle,
Dove, and Wren: Our final kiss, for dearest, this, is when my
love will end.
When the brittle flakes of ice that fall upon
my brow and breast, burn hotter than the love that sears the soul
within my chest. When the Heav’nly orb spits rays of frost, and
flames compose the But reminisce, for darling, this, is when my
love will end.
When my soul, itself a half, finds better
refuge than thy heart, and my heart may still suffice with such an
insufficient part, then my lips will speak the words penned by
this solemn repetend. Though naught, I pray, this is the day, Lo!
when my love will end.
When heaven and her occupants, they care for us
no more, and life and love are washed away, like sands
upon the shore. When the soul-less, heart-less demons love thou
more than I do, then, the earth will quake, as God forsake, and then
my love will end.
And when the end of love means you are all I’ll
ever need, and you and I will conquer death, and live
eternally, and love like there is nothing else, nor has
there ever been, then the instant whence I saw you, that is when
my love did end. © 2013 MeeshAuthor's Note
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