The love affair time forgot

The love affair�"forever etched, it struck them deep, A bond that life itself would vow to keep. It mattered more than breath, than fleeting years, It carved its tale through laughter, loss, and tears.

It wrote its stories on the walls of time, In echoes, in silence, in rhythm and rhyme. Yet some denied its truth, refused its flame, Dismissed the ache, the joy, the sacred name.

It took their lives, their eggs, their mirrored grace, Their selfies framed in time’s unending space. It cared not for the fire, the air, the sea, Nor earth, nor stars, nor what was meant to be.

It stretched beyond a million years and more, A myth, a pulse, a whisper at the core. And in this womb of time that ever flows, It never bloomed, yet never truly froze…



Jessy Jacob and Artificial intelligence