There is no title to failing love

Chris, my dear
listen here
of my words
you should not fear.
Too bad I can't be very near
in case I break your heart.

Is this the end?
The end of the days?
Where you and I danced
and loved
and played?
In the woods
where the creek split around us
our love so powerful that we overcame
nature
none before us
and none after us
will know.

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