September 2011
24 posts
To what extent does Love’s pure heart appeal,
to find in muse and merriment a path,
or tread down hidden roads to be concealed,
for in true love’s embrace, there is no wrath.
Love’s passionate pursuit knows not an end,
through pounding surf and wicked wind it sails.
But Fire and Brimston; faith they cannot bend,
though in the loneliness of night, it wails.
Young love, on...
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