What came first, the music or the misery? For, love can be cataclysmic and traumatic. Yet, before any havoc, takes place; Loving someone, evokes euphoria, first. Being in love signifies Blushing cheeks and winsome smiles. Full many, of us, wail and snivel; When love turns sour and awry. It's like, everyone gets to forget, The Elysian Fields, that sprung up; Back when everything, was iridescent and lovely. So, what came first, the music or the misery? Gaiety, camaraderie, tender promises-- These came first, surely. Also, not all love stories end, nefariously. Some, remain--pristine and laudable-- Even, until death. Even, forever. #musicormisery #yqbaba
