Of Love
OF LOVE
The lover's tongue
Grows a bouquet of pregnant words,
That proclaims momentary eternity.
The inflamed heart races fast
Like hundred frightened footsteps
To overtake time and impel it.
Love plays with time, beyond time.
Love carries the cross of goodness,
And fills the void of understanding!
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