When the grass is blue and the skies are green, <br />The end of the world I think shall be seen. <br />When mountains be low and valleys so high, <br />Birds in the sea and the fish in the sky. <br />When chaos meets reality and dreams are so rare, <br />The thought of you holds me, the life we both share. <br />The eternal love, our fates intertwined, <br />You’re perfect, ideal, to not be refined. <br />When cosmos collide, when heavens do spar, <br />You’ll be beside me, never too far.<br /><br />Max Yarus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chaos-v-s-love/
