A REFUGE FOR POETS WHO WRITE IN THE LYRIC TRADITION,
WITH RHYME AND METER, WITH OR WITHOUT MUSIC
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NOTHING IS FOREVER
Nothing is forever.
Lovers sometimes have to part;
We know this in our heads,
But not our hearts.
Call me a romantic,
A dreamer and a fool,
I’m in love and unashamed,
And I want the hearts to rule.
Why should lovers separate
If one of them should fear
What society would think
If it should hear?
For if you are dissuaded
By the bias of the many,
Then the feelings of your lover
Seem to count the least of any.
Why should lovers part
To pursue their own careers?
Will this be most important
Through the years?
Or will financial gain
Prove unrewarding in the end
To one who has forsaken
Both a lover and a friend?
Why should lovers separate
With no place else to turn?
Why leave behind
A lonely heart to yearn?
If the reasons are not clear
For the departure of a lover,
Then the hurt to be endured
Is all the greater for the other.
So without compelling reason
Why should we ever part,
When we could live together
As two hearts?
Let us think this over,
And when our thinking’s through,
Whichever way you feel,
I will be in love with you.
Eugene, Oregon, 1985
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