❤️ Caravan Of Dreams; And Lost Paths

Sometimes a tale of love is just that; a tale. Two untamed hearts meet, collide, and dance beneath the moonlit sky, but destiny has other plans, and they must part ways.

For a moment, our dreams' caravan paused,
And then we drifted apart, our paths lost,
A tale of two hearts, brief and untamed,
And then we drifted apart, our paths unnamed.

Were you a radiant beam of light?
Or a blooming bud, smiling so bright?
Were you the monsoon of our dreams?
Or a cloud of happiness, in joyful streams?

Were you a blossoming flower …