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Shakespeare's Night of Anne Hathaway

SHAKESPEARE'S NIGHT OF ANNE HATHAWAY They loved well in the night, 'twas but their game and took them to the brink of sanity where both could feel the burning of its flame and be more into love than they should be; His cataclysmic heart too young to wait, She much to sassy of a mind to care they'd have it all before it was too late taking from love what love's been hiding there; and in the last lavation of desire when love's no more, they lay right where we lay begrudged of what they thought should be a fire but all they found was love that would not stay. and yet they stay beholden to the night though love was not so real, and not so right. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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Date: 5/28/2015 9:52:00 AM
You have skills, I enjoyed this tremendously!
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