Love Rises Up In Smoke
We’ve faced five thousand wars since love became ours to keep,
and will see but one more before we fall asleep.
We’ve fallen in too fast, got lost in the deep,
and now we’re losing time and love’s last chance,
remember vows sworn and our first dance?
A time when it was worth the leap.
Now links to bridges are broke,
hourglass of loss awoke,
this mount is too steep,
the gods have spoke.
ashes rise,
dead eyes...
smoke.
A Melting Snowball Contest
13 syllables - 1 syllable
Line Gauthier
April 10, 2018
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2018
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