Heaven-born Love

The heaven shan’t our purity retain forever,And no might shall reframe our frail cadaver,Shall no graven images hence,or an elf,Ever stack up against thy self.For no Time begets for herself a second,And never the Transience endures as a beckonOf Love’s eternity, I shall through heart feel thee, whatever it might be-As my Time’s Immortality. AndContinue reading “Heaven-born Love”

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