Love Poem: Tomorrow Never
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Written by: Tony Bush

Tomorrow Never

Tomorrow never comes, my love, 
  for time relates unto itself 
  and all that sheds an earthly shadow 
under star crossed skies above.

Tomorrow never comes, they say, 
  thus worlds collide within the claw 
  of all that gravity and space 
prescribes of living for today. 

Tomorrow never comes, we cry 
  the tears of gleaning transience, 
  the inconclusive, febrile pulse, 
the when and how we die.

Tomorrow never comes, and pain 
  abated by the penchant cure 
  of love defined the fleeting spark 
for who can know if love will come again?