So steadfast
were these beating hearts
when love did
find its way.
It marked their
souls for all
of time,
forever and a
day.
When fate then
played its constant
part
diverting the intended.
The course they
took was vision
bound
and all else was
pretended.
Heart
to heart, with words
unsaid
this union stood unmoved.
Tho fate was cruel,
it did not win
this love was constant-
proved.
Pen in hand their
thoughts emerge
the torch doth burn
eternal.
They dance around
the flames of love
while masks, they
wear external.
What makes two
hearts entwined
for life
refuse to close
this chapter?
Emotion so real, a love
ever flowing
with rivers of
life running rapture.
Their hearts will go
on, 'tho roles they
will play
to honor these detours
fate brought;
and try if they might,
their hearts can't be
bound
on wings their love
soars through thought.
