Love Defined
Love loved her lover,
With more love than she had ever encountered,
She was swept up in the beauty of it all,
Only too soon would she fall.
Trust and lust bubbling past her,
The light before her fading rapidly,
Down she sank into the unknown,
Until Love became his own.
The grips of hell soon latched,
Separating the Divine and Love,
To become sinful and desperate,
Without the sign of a dove.
Confusion.
Chaos.
Fallen.
Love now defined,
Easily swept by the winds.
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