Love

How is this the epiphany of my lifetime?
My divergence is offline, my oracle has gone blind.
Ambrosia divine, my miracles are bad times
Ask the amiable prevaricator for a nice time
I can’t give you that sunset on a late summer night
I can’t give you that starlight where we bond out of fright
It’s a quagmire how my good intentions tend disastrous
Cavalcade contusions are fortunes of empty amorous