All but lost,
The love, languishing in the hue,
Naive in bliss,
Ne’er returns.
Now a shadow,
Heart entwined,
The earthen vessel,
Bequeaths no time.
Love is not dapper.
Nor kind.
Nor forever.
It is daunting, challenging, corruptible.
It is heavy as gold,
And light as feather.
It is the time keeper of mercy. – Sinz