Romance(Did Not Die).
When life seems new
and all is just the baby grand;
the new wears off and romance fades.
The baby is no baby then,
she grows up with ideas and friends.
The mother ages years apart,
what will I do without my heart?
Then she finds that love has grown
in a strangers place inside a distant star.
Love can be a memory of the future balanced then.
Against the past the hard old task.
Of Motherhood again.
Love has come back to ewe my friend.
Romance did not die.
It only faded.
Love will blossom just let me inn.
Eye am golden-plated diamond-bladed.
Sharpened on a sand stone.
Love inclined.
Lost in Time and space it seems but wait,
Ewe are my fate
eye will embrace,
the places i have been with ewe again?
I cry.I sigh.I please and I thank ewe.
Again and again and again.
Romance did not die.
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