Will I ever know love?
True love, unbelievingly sweet.
Love that glows like stars at midnight
And melts the winter sleet.

Yet, if I should find love,
Then I wonder what I would do.
For although love may heal all wounds
It can inflict them too.

Maybe it is wiser
To walk beneath the summer stars,
Alone, and dream of perfect love,
But never risk the scars.