They do not love that do not show their love.
The course of true love never did run smooth.
Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love...
Leasow is a word that has fallen out of usage, and such is the seeming fate of the Art of Love... So here, let we two share a meadow, upon which our Souls may roam; may our Hearts find pasture and become as One...
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