In each other hopes had rest,
Always together would totter,
As oil and water,
Finally stable feeling sublime,
Blended one last time,
Above the new, hangs the old chime,
Such a tirade but peace won,
Nothing could be undone,
Undoubtedly blest, as oil and water blended one last time.
PS: This poetry form is called the Ovillejo. I have actually fallen in love with the poetry forms that have repeating lines. It just amazes me how the same line can have a new perspective when used in another context. So I am open to suggestions for these kind of poetry forms.