Moonlight reflects on a lake
Tonight love shall be re-made
Two frail bodies waltz on water
As the howling of the wolves got louder

Hand in hand, heart to heart
Two pale shadows got lost in the dark
Bruised skin, broken bones
He whispers in her ear, "you look so beautiful."

They swore their oaths
To never leave each other alone
One last kiss to end it all
Before they went down to the last fall

They tried to run
But they were caught up and came undone
The wolves tore their bodies apart
Stopping the beating of their hearts

They died holding each others hands
The blood of their love drips unto the land
The ghosts cry for their demise
A young love's true promise

Tonight love had been remade
By two pale shadows that had to fade
An oath to never leave each other alone
Granted until death, a love written on stone


ns

Oh, how cruel a fate it is,
To gain hope from void assumptions,
For it all amounts to horse ****,
But nonetheless it curdles ones imaginations.
Guile created from ones own mind.
A goal, impossible to attain yet continue to find.
If love, beith abstraction illusion.
Hope the manifestation of delirium.
Oh, high empryn. What love of pure blessedness can your high ruler endow me with,
But literary devices which are in my usage,
Is simply the context of garbage.


ab

It's hard comparing you to art
But if you were a painting
You would be an abstract
A splash of colours
A spiral of emotions
A series of imagination
A whole new perspective
A picture no one could fathom
That's you
You are art

*ns