Wicked WondersIt's these wicked wonders of my world,
I thought I would never see.
Through roaring thunders my heart is torn,
World that should never be.
It is a thankless gift, the prize of thought,
Its only reward: reason.
Indomitable rift, understanding is sought,
Of minds in any season.
Divided though we stand, as our world falls apart,
Though our goals are the same.
Our time in shifting sand, as our wars become an art,
Yet we think ourselves sane.
ForeverIf words could only answer,
The questions that I ask,
How much do I love you?
How long will this last?
When 'deeply' is not the answer,
that is up to the task,
'Forever' is what I'll give you,
for our love to last.