Storied Love

Though time a picture painted

does your hue begin to fade

into the wind to scatter

flatter love a serenade

Or on the wings of angels

darkened dust to brush away

never once to cover 

storied love we often made

Hourglass unending

sending all to meet it's slide

yet not a single color fades

when thoughts of you arise

Though time a picture painted

yours forever on it's sky

in memories created 

and repainted in the eye