Gift of Joy
You warn me that our bond won’t last,
That time and space will drive away
Our love, whose passions cannot stay
Our lives’ injunctions once they’re cast.
I lend compassion to your doubt,
Though I already know full well
That heartfelt ardor cannot dwell
For long where wisdom’s yet to sprout.
I’d rather hide this knowledge deep
Within my mind and tread along,
Because what binds us is a song
Whose gift of joy’s too hard to keep.
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