This love has longevity

For some, every day
is like Sunday.
A distant boom
from a temple
Waiting for twilight to fall.
Grey haired
I write poems.
As tall as mountains.
As broad as rivers.
I wait only for you.
And a sweet kiss
that dampens my lips
Love is King of all.

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