Our roads are a rocky ones

They lead to what’s desired

They have many twists, many turns

Undulates each, low and high

Our roads are rolling ones

Both borne of passion’s fire

They can only ever end one way

Achieving that to which we aspire

Our roads are crossing ones

Intersecting to align converged

Both leading to our heaven’s door

Both open to love’s traffic, that surge

via Daily Prompt: Undulate