Love Never Dies Poem by Paul Hartal

When its time comes
Love retreats
To concealed corners
Of the heart.

It hides between
Down-reaching shadows
Of exiled weeping willows
Coated in the clement crust
Of repressed memories.

But love never dies.

I loved once a woman
Who said one day
That she ceased to love me.

But love never lies.

Years later we met
Accidentally somewhere
And we both cried.
Our tears flowed
Like a river of nectar and pain
Into the Infinite Ocean
Of Eternal Sorrows.