Maybe tomorrow aint ours,
And we might wake to metoer showers;
The world could change overnight.
Life could turn dim, no more light;
But today you are mine
Today is our time.
Before the dreams crumble,
Or prosperity is chased away by the rumble;
Like little wisps of cloud,
Blown away by the wind,
We will plant the seeds of love
And they will be our pillars to believe.
May I always remain mesmerised by that smile,
And may it chase away the surreal,
You have captured my heart
May it be like this till you come to my hut,
And may it grow bigger
Until I am six feet under.
I know I am already getting ahead,
Since its not even 2 weeks old,
But the moment I said I love you
And you said you love me too
I sealed my fate
Giving you the remaining pieces of my heart.
So if tomorrow never comes ,
Let us have solace in this:
That today was ours indeed
Today we planted the seed.
But if tomorrow does come,
I will be loving you till thy kingdom come.
E_T_PoetryWrites ZW 2022

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