Victims of Love

A poem conveying a hopeful message rather than a factual one

We were the victims of ourselves
We couldn't stay apart
An old worn book upon love's shelves
Wrote by a master of his art
No matter how hard we tried
We fell into the plot
This love we share never died
Though it wasn't what we sought

Reviews

[ImagineItAll]

This story pulled me in. Not a long poem, but a very interesting one.