written by kim eisenstein

My love is not ephemeral.
I will love you every season
until the end of time.
And if anyone tries to convince you otherwise
please put your trust in me.
The truth is I almost gave up,
but you gave me hope to believe again.

My love is not ephemeral.
I never really wanted to fool you
with such evanescence.
And shame on me
if I ever give you another reason to doubt me.
The truth is I’ve lied before
but not anymore.

My love is not ephemeral.
When eternity felt so far away
you gently placed it back into my heart again.
And if I could live forever
I would orchestrate a timeless symphony harmonizing together with you.
The truth is my mind and body will fade away one day
but my love for you never will.

My love is not ephemeral.
Every promise I make to you in the future
I intend to keep.
And if you give me another chance
I promise I will never let you down.
The truth is I did,
but as God is my witness I never will again for as long as I live

awakening an artist

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather in spite of ourselves. —Victor Hugo

kim eisenstein

beautiful soul