MY LOVE FOR YOU
Generations have passed, generations will passNever will this feeling go scarce
From Monday's confessions through Sunday's mass
Here in my heart you sit as though on grass
Not till i see Everest vanish in a blast
Will my love for you cease to be steadfast
In height, it stands above the record of masts
Just too bright to cast a shadow
Briskly burning without a bellow
Ever blazing and even pacific wouldn't swallow
So is my love for thee
Who unto me gave salvation free
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