In adoration's hug, a delicate dance unfurls,Two spirits weaved, in stories yet untold.However shadows prowl where sentiments interweave,For affection's sweet bliss, an unpleasant partner might find.An orchestra of chuckling, murmurs in the evening,Minutes appreciated, washed in delicate evening glow.However, as petals tumble from the blossoming rose,Love's delicate content, a story of grief knows.Reverberations wait of commitments once accepted,However love's delicacy, again and again deluded.In broke dreams, where tears quietly sob,Misfortune's piercing song starts to leak.However from the remains of adoration's mixed end,Strength arises, as the injured heart challenges.For in the embroidery of adoration and distress turned,Strength ascends with the morning sun.
Comments (2)
This was so intense and emotional. I loved it!
Wow, you took us through the whole tragic story here! The heartbreak really resonates, but the optimism at the end brings back a little hope - you convey these emotions really well.