A Mournful Love

And to have your heart be as La Pietà yet you still endure Some call it "The Pity" yet her heart had embraced him because once you know the revelation of Love, you shall be stomped on, scattered, ricoheted tears sent from above. Man may scoff, man may envy, man may loathe But to thee, nothing can set apart the internal, once it is shown. The fight of Love, the trials of the soul Who is to be? And who is to know? Matters in Love are worth it, as the rest of society persist. To give it all to one, even temporarily, the endurance will be the gift. Referenced: La Pietà by Michelangelo