In the realm of love's tender art,
Emotions weave and hearts depart.
Loving, indeed, can bring delight,
Yet, too, it carries shadows of the night.
In your embrace, a warmth so pure,
But within it, does uncertainty endure?
As passion dances in the moon's soft glow,
Do you ponder what secrets love may stow?
Does love's gentle touch bring solace true,
Or does it lead to a path unknown, askew?
In love's embrace, do you find your soul,
Or do you wonder if it's merely a role?
With each heartbeat, a story unfurls,
Yet, does it lead to dreams or to whirls?
In love's tender grip, do you soar high,
Or do you fear the fall, the goodbye?
Loving, indeed, can hurt, they say,
But does it also light the way?
As you journey through love's sweet rhyme,
Do you find solace, or do you bide your time?