Must I say how much I will admire you
For love has always come in many ways
Shall I tell what form had you been stealing?
Shall I preach of what beauty has been lost?

For in time love has come time, love shall leave
In time love surrenders with time love fights
But you are love in the brink of defeat
Love kept a last stand in the form of you

Yet you know time as time lasts for ever
Yet time ends love, not you, not ever
For time's all it took for love to find you
And not time nor love would ever fathom----

You are beauty time lost and love has found,
Surely, time, love shall fade... but never you.