Those three words you failed to prevent
Slipping forth from between your lips
An amorous part, lover's sigh
We both know we'll say them again
That is alright by you and I
A decade away, my darling
You will write on the art of love
Autobiographically
(If we're not busy practicing)
On your true heart I will dally
Twenty-three, One hundred and three
Quoting from your sybillic words
The future told, impossibly
A place is set for our twin hearts