Love Without Hope
Love did not begin without Hope, in the beginning, there was plenty of that
Our souls used to duel above with Cupid and his cherubs in archangelic combat
You see, Hope did not flee until I realized I could not have her, not now, not ever
For I was invisible now, and she was blind, with eyes solely reserved for Another.
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