Love Without End

Will you love me just the same as now
When I’ve reached ninety-three?
I hope you will!

Will you chase me in your wheelchair
Every day at half past three?
I hope you will!

Will you love me with a passion
No matter how old I get?
And find the need for romance
Before we both forget?
I hope you will!

I’ll still be pining for you
Every hour of the day
And looking for some loving
As my favorite form of play.
For I’ll still be young and virile
Even when I’m old and gray.
I HOPE I WILL

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