Things declared about it,
Are never close to sight,
Till the one lits the light..
Love promises and coaxes,
Of joy, fulfillment and passion,
Never speaks of hoaxes,
So much so that lovers shun cession...
Lovers make fear an enmity,
For with love, comes great courage,
Great conviction, also a naivety,
That to lovers is a relished adage...
Deep inside every lover,
There sleeps the insecurity,
Of the love threatening to waver,
Something to pollute their sweet purity...
We know what they say,
All good things come to an end,
But lovers say,
"Love lives past any end"
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