Love Dilemma
Carl Ace R. Parilla
In the darkness this tempest tears my eyes
A tempest only our hearts do hear it
Still yours hearken the muteness of thy lies:
A lie that deny this ardor of mine,
Or a lie that forswears your love to me.
O, how hard it is to seize this affair
Hope it’s just sunset that fades in the west;
Or a music that halts when veils are down
Wish we could end it, then our conscience rest.
That ring on thy finger says you love him,
Yet this kiss on my lips cries thou love me.
Yes, I know it’s wrong; pain is all our doom
But for alteration we got no room.
Choice is in your hand; break his, or break mine.
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