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Oct 2014
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‘My love is like a red red rose.’

Immortal love, the weakest strength of human
Heart caught me in the fancy fang,
And like every struck ***** it sang
Like the drunk soul in cupid’s lane…

‘Oh love! How perfect is thy mystic art!’

Bared chest in bitter wind it wanders
With heaven’s bliss in the heart,
As if the aim of life is to love
And nothing more stands in its part!

‘It sings amid the pearls of glorious sorrows.’

In the sweet shadow of your grace,
I love being in love with you.
When on my heart you hide your face,
I am Love, I say; I say true.

Thursday, 21 November 2013
Love
Alok Mishra
Written by
Alok Mishra  India
(India)   
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   Rosalie Marlboro, --- and ---
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