My Valentine Soup

Endear my soul I pled for quest Your fortune lo and behold I pored for adore abreast Lacked in notion by the unspoken magna cum laude I searched for hope, peacefully at rest. Love thirst for lust I longed for my desire Your fortune lo and behold I last for a threshold to admire Belie by the vile magna cum laude I held down so that my mien aspire. Unholy my pilgrim I tossed for my solitaire Your fortune lo and behold I graced for a mighty meriting layer Avowed by the chromatic symbiosis magna cum laude I breathed to my valentine, preached for an eonian prayer.