my love told me the sonnet i wrote
for her was lovely.
but it only could be that way because
of her(love).
there is no art without a muse, and i
suppose there is no love
ly poetry without a love.
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
my love told me the sonnet i wrote
for her was lovely.
but it only could be that way because
of her(love).
there is no art without a muse, and i
suppose there is no love
ly poetry without a love.
lovely dovely
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