As the tide goes out
And life ebbs away
As the moon wanes
At the end of the day
As the dawn turns to dusk
And the sun begins to set,
Will you still love me
Or will you forget?
Will you still cherish?
Will you endear?
Will you move away
Or will you stay near?
Will you remember me?
Will you still care?
Will you caress me
And your love still declare?
Will you send random texts
That I adore and that surprise?
Will you call me with poetry
For your love to surmise?
Will you kiss me as often?
Will you love me as much?
Will you tell me all these things
With the same heart felt touch?
Will our love be forever?
Will it last, will it be true?
When the sun sets on the horizon
Will you want me with you?
Comments on: "Endless Love" (3)
“Will you call me with poetry” is a fabulously brilliant line!!!
Thank you for your kind words and for visiting my blog 🙂
Not “kind”–this line that you wrote is one of those “wish I’d thought of it” ones! And I don’t visit a lot of blogs, and only comment if I have something honest to say–so if I’m there, I mean it!