Love Gambling
Love itself 'twas a burning sacrifice
So bright alive, imbued to entice.
Taking all the chances, will on the dice,
Accepting the outcomes 'stead of the price.
Two young lovers combine their precious souls,
Escaping the world and losing control.
Diffused in air to the leaks that’re crisper,
As each of the two shared all in whispers.
Deeply entangled in what they called love,
Unaware and so blind to truth, to what of.
Captivated together in one way,
That no other would ever fade away.
So strong a bond that cannot be shattered,
For all pieces would be lost if scattered.
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