An Atheist To His Love
Chance been kind, it arranged for us to meet
But kinder yet, when man it has evolved
Then it happens, that you're my love so sweet
Around whose life, my entity revolved
The world that came to be, starts with a bang
Or from the strings that generate each thing
The truth, my hopes and dreams now thereat hang
But you, I hold concrete, my everything
Alas, like flame that dies, we'll all soon be
No souls, no destiny or worthy cause
So love, as love is meant as wind that's free
For when we're dust, we'll lay of little use
Please, hear me, my sincere heart insists
That you're the one I'll be loving so much
I'd swear to high heavens, if it exists
And pray to god, they say, if there is such.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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