Love’s Uncertainty
By DaylightArtemis
If love is real and fate is might
Then why don’t stars go out each night?
Why do these lovely stories told
All seem to miss those nights of cold
The night sky rich of darkened seas
And starlight trapped in twilight’s trees
Do these strike dawn a wayward flame
To burn in spring love’s glorious name
Drowning fire and burning rain
Are they surreal to keep fate sane?
Will purple peonies’ fading light
All come pour back at love’s first sight?
The clouds that flock bear moonlight’s kiss
As night wind whispers heaven’s bliss
But stars don’t show in every night
For love is real and fate is might.
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