Where there is love, there is divinity


Her rampant tantrums, out of thin air
And the fury,
Oh! I dare not tame
Struck pale, at first encounter
But now, completely immune I am
To her divine nature

For evermore, the Olympian bard I can be
If she longs for the ancient lores
Evermore, the finest architect I can turn into
To have a thousand sanctuaries, built on the twilight
So to have her feel eternity
Within my warm embrace
--- O how I wish!

Or, else given her soul to someone
How can you think not so, when spring passes by
The vibrant colors of tulips in the spring sun
Only feeds your love the more
Ah! A sick man, that you are now ---
When your love fancies fill your entire existence

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