A Lover's Trail

Nature's love ways are sometimes cruel but fair; Balanced charters set with no inspection; A lover's passage laid for those who dare; Full hearts so often blind to reflection. Seek not a path set straight as science rule; Lucious greenery bathed in brilliance; Fake thoroughfares may deviate to fool; And there be Jesters with their dalliance. Should choices prove this match to be quite true; Bounties offered up for tough courses stayed; That cherished patch takes on a purple hue; And ushers in a time for accolades. With each desirous step nirvana nears; And obstacles once troubling set to side; So knowing this and setting by all fears; Will you match me then my darling stride for stride.