Can you help me write a continuation of the fantasy true love poem where the protagonist finally finds their love?
Generate according to: Here are two true loves poems. One tends toward the real, the other toward fantasy. May you find your own true love!
before it ever could be made.
and it’s gone before you ever saw it.
wondering if you’ll ever see it again.
afraid to stop and reflect over all we let go.
true love will stumble across you, will you take it?
sad, bored, lost and waiting: will you walk over?
and sometimes true love just can’t get in sync.
and attraction will do the rest, marriage will follow.
fallibility — is true love eternal?
out there searching for true love.
where she belongs, my true love.
too many rooms — I find her captive, my true love.
without them counting her breaths, my true love.
when I might seize here and take her home, my true love.
while they flee, I see the path clear to my true love.
until I can lay my hands upon my true love.
and out the back door, to the beach, my true love.
finally, I return home — with my true love.
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