Forever’s only relative

To what will occupy the time.

Hours of eating chocolate

Would make me hate the taste.

Months of lying in the sun

Would make me cry for shade.

Days on end of anything

Would drive me up the wall.

That is except for you,

My dear exception to the rule.

Endlessly loving you, my friend

Is what I was meant to do.

Every day

For five thousand days

Times five thousand years

And more

I want to spend “in love” with you

And never say goodbye.

So to you I will be true, my love

And “forever” I will say

I love you!

November 19, 2009