A heart too big?
A mind too narrow?
A life seemingly unending?
A world too daunting to live?
Where is the truth I was looking for?
Does love end?
Does love fail?
a look away
a pause in the incessant stroll
and it will roll
once again towards the destination,
a destination that’s destiny too,
perpetually there, always true.
Only lovers know.
Love is too bright to be dark.