The Cliffs and the Gorge

The Cliffs and The Gorge. Chance upon chance-- lover to lover, The truest love discarded—lost romance, Never either again found another Two seek the self-same love forever asunder The hollow hearts hath much pain, Never again, never again, to replace the crossed-star love flame And in the weening half-full hearts replaced, A great black chasm carved worn from the scars remaining, Like a valley between peaks, cliffs for eternity refraining But for infinity the heart but holds the one true face One true soul, and the loss builds anger inky, black as coal And slaves to fates goal, mortals’ love never enough And in its seeming, seething hatred lurks in the heart of unrequited love.