Until your demise,

Until the day you die,

Until the last tear cascades from those eyes,

I will love you.

 

Until the day of your death,

Until the artists draw your last breath,

And draw it they will,

I will love you.

 

Until you cease to be,

Until your God feels glee,

Until you're free,

I will love you.

 

In other words,

Until time itself implodes,

Because you could never die,

Not in my eyes.

 

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