_i love you-_
knowing more than I should;
more than myself would,
of all past loves— that I could,
...so what's more of me to prove,
with only less of myself to lose?
i've tasted doom—
of heartbreak in it's gloom;
i've been swept by love— and broke it's broom,
...so what's more of me to prove,
with only less of myself to lose?
do as you'd like to assume—
dress for the occasion; in fakest love's costumes,
it won't do you good— the sweet scent; dims of it's perfume,
...so what's more of me to prove,
with only less of myself to lose.
for shall we gain—
all the sweetest nothing’s sooth;
be passionate of two youths,
go dancing in the rain— without shoes,
...i'll have nothing to prove, less to lose,
but in truth.. i shall always have you.
Feb 26, 2022
Feb 26, 2022 at 12:53 PM UTC
_i love you-_
knowing more than I should;
more than myself would,
of all past loves— that I could,
...so what's more of me to prove,
with only less of myself to lose?
i've tasted doom—
of heartbreak in it's gloom;
i've been swept by love— and broke it's broom,
...so what's more of me to prove,
with only less of myself to lose?
do as you'd like to assume—
dress for the occasion; in fakest love's costumes,
it won't do you good— the sweet scent; dims of it's perfume,
...so what's more of me to prove,
with only less of myself to lose.
for shall we gain—
all the sweetest nothing’s sooth;
be passionate of two youths,
go dancing in the rain— without shoes,
...i'll have nothing to prove, less to lose,
but in truth.. i shall always have you.
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