Never As Good As The Last Time

This is a Shakespearean sonnet about love. It is a response to the song “Never As Good As The First Time” by Sade.

One day, a million years or greater hence
The universe will be ripe, and so old
That there will be no myst’ry or suspense
For heart or eye to ponder or behold

On earth, we’ll be the last embodied souls
Two happy partners who will touch and clasp
To make, from two halves, two unsullied wholes
As we did in the garden, ere the asp

And heaven, as a witness glad, will share
The final climax of all earthly love
For joy will ripple through the ready air
And merge with the perfection of above

Then bodies we no longer will attend
For it is fast to heaven we’ll ascend