I am stuck
Believing in this romantic driven fantasy
In a world, that just doesn't seem to have the vacancy
As in the times of plagues and pharoahs
Love sat upon bows and arrows
Bring on your forces nature, let the storm rage
Cause' in the eye of the storm, there's a calming stage
As even the color black has iridescence
For her face is my idea of divine quintessence and the corruption of man's hearts can change from love's presence
Such is that of love's essence