Because what would life be without a bit of passion in it?
love poetry...
I am still here...
So what is love? If thou woudst knowThe human heart alone can tell:Two minds with but a single thought,Two hearts that beat as one.And whence comes Love? Like morning brightLove comes without thy call.And how dies Love? A spririt bright,Love never dies at all.Maria Lovell
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love poetry...
I am still here...
So what is love? If thou woudst know
The human heart alone can tell:
Two minds with but a single thought,
Two hearts that beat as one.
And whence comes Love? Like morning bright
Love comes without thy call.
And how dies Love? A spririt bright,
Love never dies at all.
Maria Lovell
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