Shadow of Love

Whispers in the dark, shadows in the sight,

Love's a burning flame, or a flicker in the night.

Choices we make, lines we cross,

Lost in love's game, at what a cost?

Love can be a healer, a gentle embrace,

Mending broken pieces, filling empty space.

It can be a fire, bright and warm,

Or a winter’s chill, a silent storm.

It whispers sweet lies, cold as steel,

Promising a comfort that isn’t real.

Promising worlds, a place to fall,

But love’s fragile, it can break it all.

Searching in eyes, in fleeting touches,

Chasing illusions, hurt so much.

Love stays long, or slips away,

A shadow that refuses to stay.

Love can lift you high, or tear you down,

Build you up, or leave you on the ground.

It can heal your scars, or open wounds,

Love’s a mystery, in monsoon blooms.

Hold on tight, don’t let go,

Through storms and calm, let love grow.

It’s a fight, a dance, a game of fate,

But in the end, it’s worth the wait.

Love's a shadow, a fleeting light,

Guiding us through the night.

Stay or go, it’s in our hands,

Love — the wildest of lands.