Perhaps Love

Perhaps Love

Perhaps Love is but a fable
Found only in the lines of prose
Where honored breath is proof able
Evince Spirit of Bliss repose
Perhaps Love is just thoughts we weave
In benignity of our dreams
Blackened fruit whitewashed to deceive
Malady that plagues us it seems
Resolve tears of useless passion
Tell the suffering Heart's tempest
It's cherished dreams futile fusion
Thunder not within kindly breast
For no scene is lasting when deceived
'Twas memory cast's a careless eye
Woe, thy vacant lament received
Image of Hope should pass on nigh
Perhaps Love is so allusive
As the moon that chases the sun
Glimpsed in twilight's exclusive
Dispelled away by Destiny undone