The Veil of Shadows In depths where whispers of the heart reside.
Love’s tendrils grip with shadows draped in fear.
The dance of fate, a waltz where dreams divide.
Uncertain paths we tread, our hopes unclear.
With every glance, a question lingers deep.
What lies beyond the veil of time and space?
A haunting specter finds us when we sleep.
Desires quench the thirst for love’s embrace.
Yet hearts are bound by chains of dread and doubt.
What if the end is naught but pain and loss?
Can passion's flame endure the shadows’ clout.
When every choice demands a heavy cost?
In love's sweet grasp, both joy and sorrow blend.
For glimpses of the light will shape our end.


© matthewwwebster