If Saturn should fall into the sea,
Would my name still echo in your dreams,
Or drown beneath the billowing deep
And dim love’s candle in memory?

The flame of my candle would not hide
Or vanish beneath the shattered tide,
But your name would linger in my dreams—
Though Saturn should fall into the sea.

Though stars may faintly whisper above
The rippled face of dusky water,
Your eyes remain so tender and bright—
A votive flame to glow in the night.

When at last the surging waves grow still,
And starlight shines in the velvet sweep,
I’ll wait in my dreams, where we shall meet—
Though Saturn has fallen into the sea.

©️5/8/2025 David Cornetta