A love that lasts?

I will bring you a rose everyday

for years.

one day, your face will wear down

and will have lines on them

unlike the rose.

But will I go away from you that day?

Not at all,

I will be old too

and you will be all I will ever want.

I will walk with you

to the garden every evening

and one day,

our love will not be fresh as it is today.

You will not giggle at every word I say,

I will not turn my head every few seconds

to see your radiant face

but our love will have grown,

ripened with age like wine

and i know I will love you more

than I will ever have before.