Love is a dazzling comet
it fades but it never dies
it streaks through the multiple layers of space
hidden behind your eyes.
Love stands by itself on the corner
drenched by the merciless rain
a million more drops hit the sidewalk
they don't care too much about pain.
Love sets with the sun in the evening
the sky, very slowly, turns black
abandoned by hope in the darkness
you wish it would only come back.