In twisted threads of love's design,
Get fit, try things divine,
See it clear, a test of time,
Who do you love, can you? Rhyme of the heart.
A devil's hand, a subtle stain,
Ask if your love will turn to pain,
Your partner's dream, a restless night,
You have a headache.
Spent patience, a tired look,
In your partner you see the culprit's daze,
An unbelieving heart, a heavy weight,
Though not your cable of uncertain fate.
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From @asielda