Love at cross roads
She pampered and adored me from the start,
A radiant beauty, rare and a work of art.
Sought after by many for her brilliant shine,
I envied those wild watching her acts,
Yet, a hapless poet, I offered her my heart
So rich and pure , a love that would never diminish ,
Lost in the race I held on to hope's thin thread,
Seeking the meaning of love, my soul searches
.
A traveler in this journey, I roam and seek,
For the essence of love,
in this world's vast, dark creek,"
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