Honey, I will love you

Until Niagara falls;

And the water stops being blue,

And every fish crawls.

You know the rocky cliff,

Where the water used to flow,

Until it's become a mountain stiff

My love for you will glow.

When the mist that widely sprays

Vanishes from the air

And reduces the foggy haze

We'll still be a lovely pair.

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• Date written: May 12, 2017 • Word Count: 62 • Line Count: 12 • Stanza Count: 3 •