The Love of Fate
Protest against a simple love,
Sweet and cherished from above,
Dolled eyes through love of great,
Finding that you mustn't wait.
From above does greedy eyes steal,
Something that does not seem quite real.
Tragically wishing upon star stricken moons,
For doves are touching you this noon.
A simple love so touching, gracious, benign,
Cannot, will not, give up by cruel time.
Feast your eyes upon something so great;
The love of loves, the love of fate.
Held in your arms, a thought is displayed,
Is this truth, forever delayed?
Gracious touch simple by shouting sound,
Everywhere around you this love is found.
High above the sky is a majestic creation,
Where fate of love makes a splendid sensation.
Falling grandiosely to gentle song,
You must caresses it simply and strong.
Just feast your eyes upon something so great;
The love of loves, the love of fate.