JAMBO. Seek not to grasp what the world holds, For love's true essence can't be told

      Аннотация: In a world of mortal bounds, I met her—an angel in disguise, ethereal and fair. Her eyes held galaxies, and her smile was divine. I fell for her grace, a love so fine. But alas, my love for her was in vain, For angels belong to a celestial plane. I yearned to hold her and feel her embrace, Yet she remained untouchable in heavenly space. With each passing day, my love grew stronger, But the angel knew she didn't belong. So she whispered a blessing, a love so true, And left me with memories of skies so blue. Though she departed for realms above, I treasured her love—a divine kind of love. For in my heart, she'll forever reside—an angel's love, a love so purified.

Ключевые слова: Romance, short story, fantasy