Love crooned to Fear
"Hello my dear,
what shall be of our dreams?"
Fear replied
"They shall be naught
but memories of our
slumbering hopes"
Love shook their head
"Fear, my sweet,
when will you learn?"
Fear sighed,
"Perhaps never my Love."
"Oh Fear, you're shackled to
yourself. Let go, Fear,
my dearest."
but Fear was afraid
and could not unlock himself
for his Love.
Love wept,
for loving someone, is the truest
Fear.
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 11:49 PM UTC
Love crooned to Fear
"Hello my dear,
what shall be of our dreams?"
Fear replied
"They shall be naught
but memories of our
slumbering hopes"
Love shook their head
"Fear, my sweet,
when will you learn?"
Fear sighed,
"Perhaps never my Love."
"Oh Fear, you're shackled to
yourself. Let go, Fear,
my dearest."
but Fear was afraid
and could not unlock himself
for his Love.
Love wept,
for loving someone, is the truest
Fear.
