An Octelle for My Diva of Love

Dreams or reality, why choose
when both walk daily in your shoes?
Eternal is how hope springs
where my diva of love sings.
A promise is a promise,
an indemnifying kiss.
Dreams or reality, why choose
when both walk daily in your shoes?

Somewhere in heaven matches are made
though here on earth love’s game is played.
Swear to me, I’ll swear to you,
love and passion react on cue.
Hand in hand and heart to heart
makes togetherness an art.
Somewhere in heaven matches are made
though here on earth love’s game is played.

Silver in our hair runs rampant,
far too many sunrises to recant.
Sentences finished with ease,
what one feels the other sees.
Unions tailored for all time,
anniversaries sublime.
Silver in our hair runs rampant,
far too many sunrises to recant.

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Chaos1214
Appreciation is the unappreciated lynchpin that supports many a great love.
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Philip
This is a good form to stretch the mind a little. you make a fine fist of this one Pete ...It deserves favourable critique....well it has mine !!! Philip
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