Anonymous, Thy Love
The warmth converging over to you now,
denies that not a drop of it shall leave
as hearts have done in merriment conceive,
one's sanity to lose it or allow:
Contained in words the overture from source
has filled a sigh and sent it on a breeze,
whilst tempests urge it shudder no remorse
and neither shall they pardon your release.
I hear the thoughts surrounding you the next
whoever sends committal like I've owned
hath sworn a thousand words which now protects
the sanctuary paradise postponed.
Whilst perishing the thought I have to find,
your deep encrusted love which has been mined.
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