A perception of love
Hearts are woven in a symphonic unison Bound to be intertwined into a single being Yet it always fails itself or perhaps it has to For something so perplexing cannot exist Then if it is the case, why would we, mortals Understand Orpheus's loss and efforts? How can we even grasp such actions? But to question such means undermining The human heart as it is, yet how can we? When each move we partake is derived from it Then perhaps, just perhaps, we are not so far from the gods, for we, in our own,
