I am in love.
O the overtrite phrase;
and yet . . .
my heart!
forever and many days
have I known and loved
my own
through hardships hell'd
find horrifying,
through delights heaven
can never know
through fights,
through hearts' fires,
through triumphs,
through muck and mire;
O!
for more millennia
than can be counted
I am in love.
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