Love Still Sustains
That gorgeous girl I spy each day,
At the station where trains dance and sway.
A thousand glances, met her eyes,
A thousand words, none a disguise.
Her shoulders bear meaning, profound,
Tears of longing, softly unbound.
I’ve seen it all, a witness true,
Even before our first debut.
Destruction woven in destiny’s thread,
Unseen forces that firmly spread.
A grin’s corner pulled by fate’s hand,
Two paths converge as if planned.
In jest or fate, our worlds did blend,
Shared moments, beyond time’s end.
A thousandfold our stories weave,
Yet the ending’s touch, it does deceive.
Surprising, the absence of craving’s plea,
Smiles ‘neath ruins, wild and free.
Amidst the wreck, love’s truth remains,
In shattered pieces, still it sustains.
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