Time
is not
the measure
of love.
I do not
love you
more today
than I did
yesterday,
and tomorrow
I will not
love you less.
You cannot
earn more
of my love
with sweet words
and kind gestures
(although, darling,
I would smile
at your
small gifts,
and thank
the heaven
that sent you)
and your sullen
and solitary ways
will only bring
my love
and pity.
Time is not
the measure
of love:
what is
eternal
cannot be
contained.
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