Thesis: Love comes to an end.
Antithesis: Love prevails.

Love may be a labyrinth stretching slowly
down a path as picturesque as unknown.
The journey past the hedges is lonely.
A delicate craftsmanship of your bones
reminds you of the end that soon will come
in time, as its sweetness slowly ripens.
Only now will the song be ever sung.
Only now shall your days ever brighten.
Love is but a labyrinth stretching slowly,
a traipse through knowledge and disillusion.
Realize the paths are not as holy
and to every one there's a conclusion.

But take a look at the stars overhead:
They've yet to wither and yet to be read.

- Manila. March 23, 2018