Past Flames: Venus Retrograde’s Return

A shadow falls, on hearts once bound. Venus retrograde sighs, a whispered name. Old lovers return, like ghosts of flame. Is it love’s true call, or just a game? Unfinished whispers, in the night. Desires stir, with haunting grace. Is it reunion’s hope, or just a lie? They seek the past, in fading dreams. A tangled web, of what might be.

Is it closure found, or just more pain? Vulnerability hides, in shadowed eyes. They stand before, a mirrored soul. Is it destiny’s touch, or just regret? Moments flicker, then turn to ash. A fleeting chance, a bitter taste. Do they learn from loss, or just repeat? A melancholic truth, a whispered plea. Can old flames mend, and truly heal? Or are they destined, to burn again?