13 Feb 22:36
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# love
# poem
Love Sonnet

To thee it may be but a paltry glance,

To me it is as piercing as a lance

That plunges through and breaks in half the heart

That teems with love to thee I would impart.

To worship one that does not do the same

Is but the flaw of cupid’s one-way aim

And one must do to keep in mind the pain

That hurts more than the blood pour’d out of vein.

Beyond the pit of Hades’ hellish flames

Is where thou plays thy esoteric games.

But here I will be stoic‘til thou shows

Again thy celestial face that doth expose

The truest feelings I have ever felt

When falling to the ground before thee, knelt.

by marissa.

  1. seaofpaleblues said: Ah ma gaaaahd. This is beyond amazing. Stealing, with credit, naturally.
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