Bitter

I hope lovers fall asleep and never wake up
like the ones at Pompeii.
I hope they find dreams in each other's arms 

and they never wake up.

It may be ill of me to wish such a curse

upon all the lovers in the world

but I wish not for them to know

how cruel the world is. 

For once they are awake

they are bound to be bitter.

Bitter towards the broken dreams

and towards each other.

I hope the lovers are spared of this bitterness, 

which seems so human in it's own fault

Maybe if all the lovers fell asleep at once,

the world will be rid of love.

Love is the hope in the darkest times,

without lovers, will we still know how to love?

Test out your humanity.

Will new lovers evolve, who never sleep?