Sparkles are emitted by light,
Spectrum caused by bright,
Emerge out of the brittle,
Yet people see it little,
Yet it takes great time,
For it to shine like a dine.
Love more like a glass,
Lain on soft grass,
Love rays cause a shine,
Through the two hearts shrine,
Offering ones vows,
All this to make their boat row.
Down the brittle glass falls,
A thousand pieces follow,
Same when left by a lover,
All you did left undercover,
Broken hearts scatter,
All rising from fake flatters.
Let's make our love last,
Based on truth and not lust,
Brittle glass not to compare,
Rare should be our care,
For our love non to compare,
Jealousy to rein among our haters.
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