THE TURMOIL OF ROMANCE
A tempest raging in the eye of a cyclone
Around and around she tumbled and twirled
Love and bliss wrestling despair and hate
Genius and strength portrayed as folly and want
The power within means more than she dares believe
Perception once again assumes reality
Teetering on the brink of the epiphany
She plots her schemes of guilt and fear
Maneuvers through intrigues of desperation
Weaving spells of romance’s redemption
The unicorn enchants the serpent
Staggers against the radiance of his charms
Answers and questions playing together
Their fun a game of guesses
Reward lurks in the obvious
Its moment is nearly at hand
Then the joker steals time
Conclusions become another contest of shadows in the murk
Fate reveals that the unicorn is really a sphinx
Destiny prompts the serpent to transform himself into an eagle
He flies with her toward the hinterlands of hope and doubt
Their aerial ballet remains a spectacle of illusions
Yet the gravity of faith keeps them locked in mutual orbit
Wishes pose as truth
Dreams suggest substance
How then shall discrepancy reconcile with purpose?



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