Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality
Where Thou art – that – is Home –
We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the drawer – Till it an Antique fashion shows – Like Costumes Grandsires wore.
The sweeping up the Heart And putting Love away We shall not want to use again Until Eternity.
That Love is all there is, Is all we know of Love.
Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
Love – thou art deep – I cannot cross thee – But, were there Two Instead of One – Rower, and Yacht – some sovereign Summer – Who knows – but we’d reach the Sun?
Love – is anterior to Life – Posterior – to Death – Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth –
I argue thee That love is life – And life hath Immortality –
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