Ah, Fate – it gives us but a chance
Our fates forever to unite
And no right we have to change
Creation’s fruits, at once, - to naught.
All years past we dreamt of love
And cherished it, and sang it verses,
Yet all at once we madly clove…
What could be baser, more remorseful?
Love, it bestows many days,
Both happy, sad – what does it matter?
Just venture loving with abandon
And your alliance wouldn’t shatter…
Not so star-high the ARC
If “C” would perish of a sudden –
The “R” is nowhere to see,
And “A” – is shit, in sultry summer.
True love, uniting hearts in one
Is cracked and broken, sorry mirror –
The route to thrill, adventure: gone,
The path – abandoned in the middle.
This story – let it pass you by,
Our wish – that you ascend to magic,
Two pure souls, cove bound,
Your own cove of transformation!
Wedding Message
© Copyright: Маленький Принц, 2022
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