Love is a martyr of the purest intention,
An unaltered pursuit towards salvation and redemption,
Embodied in the birth of One,
A truer personification has never been done.
Death is a demon that strikes this perfection,
An endeavor jaded from it’s own restriction.
The evil aims at corrupting the love,
And destroying the pureness of the Dove.
Though halted and wounded in the war,
Love emerges a victor to the core,
Conquering death at its own game,
Sustaining its might and resulting the same.