I may not love you forever
But I will love you
Till the winds are blowing
Till the rivers are flowing
Till the skies are snowing
Till the stars are glowing
I cannot love you forever
But I can love you
Till the winds are turning
Till the rivers are running
Till the skies are raining
Till the stars are burning
I will not love you forever
But I will love you
Till my lungs are breathing
Till my heart is beating
Till my eyes are seeing
Till my soul is being
Frank Solanki 
Amazing love this poem!
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Thank you.
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Extraordinarily beautiful, even for a broken soul like me 🖤🖤
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Thanks again.
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No problem my friend 🖤
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This is so beautiful 😍
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Thank you.
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I loved your poem, it is powerful and full of life. Thank you for sharing.
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You are welcome.
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your words Frank to be frank feel like enduring.
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Actually, I will take that, thank you, forever is far too long anyway…
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Beautiful!
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Thank you.
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‘Till my soul is being.’ That’s it.
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Lovely 😍.
What do you do, Frank? I mean professionally!
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I am a C.A.
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A good combination of intelligence and talent. 😊
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