Destiny's Final Reminder
How the compass of time gradually deceives their seasons growing cold--
Redhead locks and manly hair transform into gray pepper gray
That in the bites of winter hard and arrogant, night's joy ebb
As a couple succumb to a matrimony of discontent and burden, stale--
Forgetting a destiny's pledge sacred which could affirm contain
A lifetime supposedly wrapped in rosy twilight … its final. jubilant glides .
No, one hour’s delay can stall the rapture of new ventures. The woman asks,
"Shall we , for better or worse, dance the moon with hearts aflame like before?"
6/27/2018 Contest of Silent One:
Eight Lines Of Fate, When You Wonder If It Is Too Late
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