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Music:
Luke Dillon. Subscribe to this site on Substack |
Vest in me your life,
as I in you, All we are and have, and ever will. Love must make the choice, for good or ill, Ever choosing blindly what we do. Nor can we reason such a choice, or view The consequence and total up the bill. In all that matters most, we wait until No choice remains but what we know is true. Embrace me, then, on this day of love, 'Ere we turn again to restless days Somnambulant, redundant, querulous, Days that pass but never salient prove, As now we can find joy beneath the maze, Years rich with the refrain that we are us. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use. |
