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Fifty years, a lifetime for some, but for me, a blink of an eye, as true love is the ripe fruit of a lifetime, and the years have seemed to me but a few days for the love I have had for her, like great love, lives on, and on I love you more today than yesterday and our love, forever warm, and still to be enjoyed, forever panting and forever young and in the light and warmth of love, our life grows strong and comely, a better dwelling, nor a sweeter I  never found, knowing that the heart that has truly loved never forgets and loves on to the close. No matter what beauties I saw on my way back to you; they are but visits, but you are my home and chance cannot change my love, nor time impair, knowing that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it, as great love lives on, and on. Let us tend love's fire until the end knowing that youth is but an hour, beauty a flower, but love is the jewel that wins the world, and as age enriches true love, these five words I swear to you; I'll be there for you, and know that I'd live and die for you, but my words can't say what love can do, and as you breathe, I want to be the air for you. Somewhere there waits in this world of ours the crowning glory of loving and being loved and what is earth, with all its art, poetry, and music worth---compared with love found and kept, and defining love as two souls in one, two hearts into one heart, and saying that he is not a lover who does not love forever.                                                            Jon York    2017
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Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 11:56 PM UTC
Brief Is Life, But Love Is Long
Fifty years, a lifetime for some, but for me, a blink of an eye, as true love is the ripe fruit of a lifetime, and the years have seemed to me but a few days for the love I have had for her, like great love, lives on, and on I love you more today than yesterday and our love, forever warm, and still to be enjoyed, forever panting and forever young and in the light and warmth of love, our life grows strong and comely, a better dwelling, nor a sweeter I  never found, knowing that the heart that has truly loved never forgets and loves on to the close. No matter what beauties I saw on my way back to you; they are but visits, but you are my home and chance cannot change my love, nor time impair, knowing that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it, as great love lives on, and on. Let us tend love's fire until the end knowing that youth is but an hour, beauty a flower, but love is the jewel that wins the world, and as age enriches true love, these five words I swear to you; I'll be there for you, and know that I'd live and die for you, but my words can't say what love can do, and as you breathe, I want to be the air for you. Somewhere there waits in this world of ours the crowning glory of loving and being loved and what is earth, with all its art, poetry, and music worth---compared with love found and kept, and defining love as two souls in one, two hearts into one heart, and saying that he is not a lover who does not love forever.                                                            Jon York    2017
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Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 11:56 PM UTC
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