There is a place where grass grows more green

In a peaceful bliss, long has it rested

My true love and I will travel there unseen

In no ones possession, for not being crested

But fate in itself is inevitable and occurring

For our destiny was not to be as was a dream

The cruelty of ending a promise recurring

Being together forever or never alone

Losing my love, my life in despair

To continue in vain and stand alone

Motivated by a dream to ensnare

No one at my side but the love of my love

Walking forward holding the hope

Of confidence in seeing yours truly

Our lives entwined by and thin rope
That will lead us to our home



And perhaps the grass may be greener….