Monday, 3 March 2025

love

Love is beautiful on this summer's night,
A love where there are no fancies
And only respite; to love all
And not be loved by even the one,
The one and only in a beautiful world
With sordid misery;
There I go to join my God,
Lovely, beautiful, sweet
With not a lie in my heart,
Not a lie in my heart,
Holding steadfast to the truth;
Not hurting even one,
Loving all despite no love coming my way for now,
There my God takes me.

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