Nothing, But This

How long has the moon followed the earth,
In a death grip that has lasted longer than life.
Nothing, but this
Can truly last forever,
Not even love can see infinity.
Nor is any hope of being immortal
Ever coming to such an understanding.

Welcome to the next,
Where anything is possible,
And everything is a possibility.
This is my world,
A place of hope and forgiveness—
Where love is all my own
And is given to the only one for me.
Such delicate hands,
That trace the outlines of my words—
You are my love
Which have me the life to lead
And the will to say what is mine.

Who can you be to my heart,
That my eyes have already seen in detail.
Let me hear your voice bring me peace
As I have the blurs of sleepless nights
Glazed in pain—
Love me is all I ask from you
The only love I have is yours.