Veritas Simplex Oratio Est

Deceive not the heart or feed it intent, loves decay has fired hearts arrows now bent the rich clay awaits where all angels tread the Devil waits too signing souls of the dead. In mirrors of self, reflect on one's heart release pangs of doubt, heaven plays her part the answer is love, the question is why? honour the loves heart as beauty will die. Bridges are the love, connects you and I Love blooms in mornings, the nights never die it opens the door, dispels fear and hate Giving of oneself the path to Gods gate. Love is a flower, a soul without name let love not harden, every heart the same.