I thought that this was only illusion
a mirrored reflection of a belief in love
a myth...
forgotten in the constant promise
of new beginnings.
it comes and goes, love does
leaving memories that turn into mind legend
watching the wind carry the clouds and moon
I remember tales of this legend
and what destiny said was to come of it.
But I'll keep my own prophecy
with the night and the moon
and you
a coven with no beginnings or endings
for I refuse to believe in the end of illusions.
Eila Mahima Jaipaul
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/legend-myth-and-illusion/
