As long as the sun shall rise
goes the old lovers vow.
But we are children of a scientific age
and have no time for poetry.
Still i offer a quiet prayer of thanks
for the sunlight each time i see your face.
I create because I am a machine whose product is the future, a perpetual gear leaving stamps on the ticker tape of time. I cannot but write, whether with my pen or my voice, and you are a witness to the inevitability of my momentum
1 comment:
I like it Jorge!
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