Ask about love

Again and forever for I to question:
Present in lands glittered by this gold
What is this heaven; what is love?
To make people wish to defy time
And thrive, to be living passed death.
That such glitter to enchant darkness
And make the tenebrous beauty.
Devouring men in essence of concern
And shaping demons too into angels.
A ghost so beautiful, pain becomes art
Art becomes love, and love-forever.
Stories grow to tell about this ambiguity
A sense, a feeling? Verses can’t tell.
So a poet thus shall put down his rhyme
So shall a dreamer dream forever in time.