My love,I have tried with all my being 2 grasp a form comparable 2 thine own,but nothing seems worthy;I know now why Shakespeare could not compare his love 2 a summers day. It would be a crime 2 denounce the beauty of such a creature as thee,2 simply cast away the precision God had placed in forgiving you. Each facet of your being whether it physical or spiritual is an ensnarement from which there is no release.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Dec 2014 13:39:10 +0000
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