Love — Zen Iambic Pentameter

In lofty towers, where power reigns supreme, A CEO, with wealth and status crowned, His heart found solace in a humble dream, A love that knew no boundaries, unbound. A janitor, with broom and mop in hand, Diligent and unnoticed as he toiled, His spirit pure, his soul a peaceful land, In every task, his dedication foiled. But in a chance encounter, fate did weave, Their paths converged, two worlds intertwined, As eyes met, hearts spoke in whispers, believe, A love forbidden, yet their souls aligned. For in her eyes, the CEO saw the light, A kindness and compassion, pure and true, In his embrace, the janitor found might, A love that defied barriers, anew. <a href="https://medium.com/@doctordostoevsky/love-zen-iambic-pentameter-35228cd3ecc8">Click Here</a>