Not of chocolates and letters love be found;

Or hugs and kisses as the sweetest sound.

Shun the silly thought; shun the penny count

For love is found where love is lost.

For love is lost where love is found.

Let the grim flows; let the hate looms

Scorn your lover and lightly break loose

Then pray curse and lay dusk upon your muse

In an eternal chaos and perfect harmony

Love still lurks deep in our darkest bay

And that’s the tale of love remembering

Still brooding, still breathing, and still waiting,

For love is real

When it withers

And blooms

Again

And Again

And Again …