Until the stars burn out in endless night,
And all worlds crumble into endless flight,
Until planets crash in cosmic dread,
And suns, like forgotten embers, fade to red.

Until the moon’s pale glow is swallowed whole,
And rivers run dry, their whispers lost in the fold,
Until time steals the youth from my veins,
And memory dissolves in its bitter reign.

Until my tongue falters, lost for your name,
And my heart, like a flame, no longer burns the same,
Only then, when the world’s last breath is drawn,
Will I perhaps, in silence, let you be gone.

But until that time, my love, you shall remain—
A force that echoes, unyielding in my veins.