Perception
Some villainous perception of remorse
my heart in time care not sadness' endorse.
For knowing you, all beauty comes a source
and I am led to empathy's enforce.
Thee, love, how grave the choice and yet the stores
of wisdom seems to dance within to score us.
Perception, Oh this wonder not divorce
or bring to rule, while love is yet concourse.
Do mate the hour between us as a force,
forever good - forever to restore us!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2005
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