Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.

Passion costs me too much to bestow it on every trifle.

Passion costs me too much to bestow it on every trifle.

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more read more

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love.

A kiss is but a kiss now! and no wave of a great flood that whirls me to the sea. read more

A kiss is but a kiss now! and no wave of a great flood that whirls me to the sea. But, as you will! we'll sit contentedly, and eat our pot of honey on the grave.

You can do what you want, but saving love doesn't bring any interest.

You can do what you want, but saving love doesn't bring any interest.

If ever we hear a case of lying, we must look for a severe parents. A lie would have no read more

If ever we hear a case of lying, we must look for a severe parents. A lie would have no sense unless the truth were felt as dangerous.

The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.

The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.

We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.

We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.