Oh, the wound of a gentleman
From whom affection once was given
And later retrieved
Breaks a soul more than affection
Ne'er received
Still brevity of life interrupts desire
While sense does slumber
Dear Soul Seeker
Awaken romance to wisdom
And the hungry heart to the fruit
Of its lover
And do not depart
Your plate of Delight
From beautiful, lame humanity
While hope still is available
And true Love still
Is possible
Re-post of an old blog. Original
post date was 2/21/09.
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