Fall has crumbled with grace,
and it looks like the end of our chase
for the elusive statuette of love,
and the sparks lovers dream of

No longer do I see the imperfections in your face,
it looks quite shallow I must say,
but only because a stranger sits in its place,
and our world full of details lie in its grave

Revelation of Love -
it all started
with a wink
that unraveled
the mystic sentiments -
a sudden spark
that may corrupt.

Lust of Love -
a thirst to be quenched,
a hunger to be satisfied
sparks flames of deceit
and destroys the essence
of genuine love.

Compassion of Love -
true love, it is
that hopes to unite
galaxies apart
picks not
from the favored
but delivers unto all -
that which sparked lights
that lit up the dark void.