Virtue, love, my blessed heart,
Washing tide, shall stream to part.
Rising light, of space, and time.
Lasting, till the silver shine.
In eyes of color, blue, yet green.
The universe, the blackest hole be seen.
If not through fire, then water sip.
Upon the truthful lip.
Yet she be told, heaven bliss.
Of one, the death and kiss.
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The mingling of love, death and a kiss seems romantic in a storybook way yet it is dark and with a realism that gives a warning to all that have the courage to enter into love. Nicely written
Thank you. Love is a very powerful emotion.
You are most welcome. Indeed it is only overcome by passion at times
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