Let Me Not

Let me not.. Marriage of true minds is Truth of Love Love is One: seamless..independent and free.. Alteration and impediments are undefined.. Ever-fixed Love looks on changing tempests And cannot be shaken..'tho each tempest is made of Love.. Time is thought..appearing in Love..made of Love But Love is unaffected as time plays the fool Through rosy lips and cheeks..or hours and weeks Even appearing on the edge of doom.. All seeming errors are made of Love.. The Bard spoke Truth... A response to: SONNET 116 Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no; it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. ~~William Shakespeare CharlesC