Can I survive love, make it thrive? Is my soulmate out there, somewhere in the night? Maybe she's searching too, hoping against hope, in a world where love can be

a treacherous Slope.

Through shadows cast by a cold moon's stare,
I wander the depths of hurt and despair.
Haunted by failed relationships that refuse to fade, desirous, my soulmate's love will not be

Delayed.

The night conceals both pain and desire,
A twisted dance where hearts conspire.
In the labyrinth of souls lost, and spurned.
Will I ever find the missing half I yearn?

In the...