Love, what if unrequited

What today weighs light in your life Would one day swell, feel fairly rife, Pages of your life, getting full, Would look ever so beautiful. What seems today unknown to you-- You who has not known what is love-- Would when love sparkles with its hue, Leaving today out of my groove, I feel lost but not of my hope, My love still gives you a long rope-- A rope that ties Defies, Vies. _________________________ Musings |21.02.2025| love Note: Time was when love was burning bright, but unreciprocated. It slowly lost vigour, a fact reflected here by diminishing size of the stanzas, and yet…