Immortal Love

Shall I be your humble servant? And you, my darling queen? Thy tawny, auburn hair Brighter, than the moonlight on the sea. Thy glistening glow, fairer, than the fairest of the fair, Oh how I wish, it bid goodnight, to me! Our love may fade, our hands grow old But our carefree souls, shall forever roam. May I be your one and true? And you, mine, for eternity? Our love shall transcend The ordinary boundaries of mortality. If not through St. Peter’s Gate Or through Tartarus, itself But in some land in between.