Part One

  Narrator:  

  "Love and Fate went astray
  from the world into space
  to steal a night from Time and stay
  to gaze into one another’s face
  while all of Heaven’s back was turned
  and none were witness to the crime
  and so their wayward passion burned
  concealed from the jealous eyes of Time..."

  Part Two

  Love, to Fate: 

  "Come down to the honey sweet
  time runs low and I am incomplete
  take away the aimless quietude
  with music of sighs, the manna of Love’s food.'
  
  'Come down to the velvet flower
  whose petalled fissure shivers with Love’s power.
  Come down warm and wetly glittering,
  take this lonely flesh and make it sing."

  Part Three

  Fate, to Love: 

  "Love, my beautiful, divine
  come and press those lips to mine
  and I will kneel where you recline
  and I will drink your love like wine."

  "Garnet-scarlet is that rose
  so curved in elegant repose
  wickedly sullen, when morose
  kiss-shaped lips so warm and close."

  "I stayed for longer than was wise
  to kiss the lashes of your eyes
  your smile gave me butterflies.
  Hearts may flutter, while Time flies."
  
  "Love, my beautiful and dear
  I melt whenever you are near
  and Love, when you disappear
  you leave me burning like a tear."

  Part Four

  Time:

  "I cannot
  be put into reverse
  I drink down the blood of the universe
  woe to Love
  woe unto beauty’s bloom
  mine is the hand that closes up the tomb."

  "I bring
  a season’s changes to the land
  bring heaven’s vengeance down upon the damned
  for under sentient flesh lies silent bone:
  the fate of wicked souls lies carved in stone."

  "Look to your soul
  the mirror of your deeds
  borrow levity while duty bleeds
  there’s no commodity to steal or lend
  that will not find your debts out in the end."

  "Woe to Love!
  Woe to the hand of Fate!
  I am the unforeseen you saw too late
  I turn the axis of the changing sky
  While 'If Only' begs the question "Why"..."

  "Woe to you
  who puts off one more day:
  I will steal your final chance away.
  I steer the winds - and in your mortal breath
  already lies the blueprint of your death."

  Part Five

  Narrator:

  "Love turned from fate with a sigh
  stifling a weary yawn
  as, unnoticed, Time crept by
  and in the harsher light of dawn
  Fate and Love beheld themselves
  reflected in each other’s eyes
  once loved over and above all else
  - now finding fault, now truth from lies."

  "In sweaters and sad pyjamas, lie
  Man and Woman, Love and Fate
  and on their lips all sweet words die
  in their grim master bed of hate
  and Man shall grimly mow the lawn
  and Woman, grimly wash the floor
  and Time has turned their love to scorn
  For them, as for so many more."
         
  THE END.