Precipice

I stand upon the precipice of your heart.

Lost in love, but hesitant to enter, for

the winds of change are blowing strong

and still waters run deep.

Among the echoes of my ruminations

I listen for a clue. Should I enter or

should I abstain? How can I see into

the shadows within your heart?

You say your love is true, but how

can I tell what is real, when everything

in this world, lasts only for a period,

like some cruel illusion.

We are born, we love, and then we die.

So, how can you say, that our love will

last forever, when the silence of the

grave, will quiet both our hearts forever?

As my tears fall into the abyss, of true love,

I now stand upon, the precipice of your heart!

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