Withering and fading they describe it
Short and not long lived, delusion love is
Infatuation or just for their fit
The fit is not long lasting I know this
Once deceased, only birds will chirp and whiz
Only ashes remain and what is more
Forgotten by men like all other things
The feelings decay like a rotten core
But, if there's a chance love can last and soar
It shall be by scripture, or a structure
Your name and face I will simply decor
A ruby statue of us won’t rupture
Everyone is bound to admire upon
And eternally our Love will live on