Let not the way I feel on this same day
Bring a joy to your heart, love is but love
Against all impediments, I shall say.
Quiet feelings that are felt from above.
I am but the bearer of Cupid's arrow.
Lost labours of love, feelings undaunted
Cut to the quick, deepened to the marrow.
True love was all that was ever wanted.
To be Fortune's fool, the wheel spinning by
Love cannot be love without catharsis.
My labour of love leaves one asking why.
Love is not love without feelings of bliss.
If wrong, let me go on into the night
In silent slumber, as out goes the light.

03/11/2004

Posted on 03/11/2006
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