Even after the last cliché tropes lay burnt and dead in the hearth
and the final sonnets lie buried beneath the brittle house of poetry,
Even after the happiness has fled from every ever after
and the storybooks have fallen apart at the seams,
Even after the ocean floors have split under the hot rays of a swollen sun
and the fiery rains have extinguished the last breath of earthly life,
Even after the almighty gates of Heaven give way to rust
and the unbreakable chains of Hell finally begin to bend,
Even after all these things have come and gone,
the length of my love won’t find its end.
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