When its time comes <br />Love retreats <br />To concealed corners <br />Of the heart. <br /> <br />It hides between <br />Down-reaching shadows <br />Of exiled weeping willows <br />Coated in the clement crust <br />Of repressed memories. <br /> <br />But love never dies. <br /> <br />I loved once a woman <br />Who said one day <br />That she ceased to love me. <br /> <br />But love never lies. <br /> <br />Years later we met <br />Accidentally somewhere <br />And we both cried. <br />Our tears flowed <br />Like a river of nectar and pain <br />Into the Infinite Ocean <br />Of Eternal Sorrows.<br /><br />Paul Hartal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-never-dies-13/
