Free verse № 148407
Notion
Unrelenting love?
What a notion!
The romantic illusion
of past, present, and eternity.
It is good to find, I'm sure.
But all's well that ends
in due time
and with conviction.
Are we all novelists?
Memories transcribe from one
so often faded to another.
And lost in this monstrosity
is the withered word
of a hopeless prince.
For he has no maiden
and a fleeting breath.
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