The Fate Of Our Love

Intellectually compassionate within a sea of conviction,

For we hold a testimony

That our love last longer than diamonds.

While we are rooted in the broken shards of eternity

We hold the pieces of forever within our hearts.

A misguided raven I have become,

For I scream cries of forevermore

To you my everlasting dove.

For biblically have you beared

The symbol of hope upon your lips,

And upon you lips

Is where I wish to bear my love.

For a kiss that we share

Could stop the hands of time,

Yet in eyes fate

We shall be lost in time.

So, my dear

I must tell you

That fate is only equal to death

But we are bound to infinity.

Therefore, I ask

How can fate find the time for our love

If we are lost to an endless nature?

~ Tony Paradise's Poet ~