As the day turns
The fire of love burns
It falls as slowly as ashes
To the point that people don't make passes
Love is no longer there
Is that fair?
An emotion lost
And it didn't even cost
One cent
Not even spent
To keep it alive
Where once, it did strive
No one cares
That there aren't anymore pairs
I think it's awesome
That there wont be another blossom
A man
Or woman
Will no longer
Be stronger
The love will be back
And not out of whack
A gay love
Will be the above
By: Adam Gilbreath