In shadows cast by moonlit gleam,
Two souls entwined in bittersweet,
They meet upon the hallowed ground,
Where love's lament can oft be found.
A dance of souls, a tender sway,
Yet sorrow blooms with each clichéd cliché,
For fate, it weaves its threads so cruel,
A love too pure, it can't endure.
Their eyes, like stars, ignite the night,
A symphony of love takes flight,
But distance creeps, a silent thief,
To steal the joy and cause the grief.
With every step, their hearts collide,
In sweet embrace, their sorrows hide,
Yet tears unseen paint trails of woe,
In this tender dance, they softly go.
Promises made, like petals fall,
Upon the floor of life's cruel hall,
And though they yearn for love's embrace,
The dance of souls must find its space.
A waltz of hope, a tango of pain,
Their love's refrain, an endless chain,
They twirl and spin, in love's embrace,
Yet destiny's path they can't erase.
So let them dance in twilight's glow,
Their love's lament, a tale to sow,
A dance of souls, a love maligned,
Yet in each other's arms, they find.
A bittersweet waltz through tears and sighs,
Two hearts entwined, forever tied,
In this melancholic, tender scroll,
They'll dance together, two fractured souls.
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PoetryUnraveling the Tapestry of Emotion and Exploring the Mysteries of the Heart (I'll try to write a poem everyday)
