10/14/2011

poem



things base and vile, holding no quantity,
love can transpose to form and dignity,
love looks not with the eyes , but with the mind..
and therefore is winged cupid painted blind

love me without fear,
trust me without questioning,
need me without demanding,
want me without restrictions,
accept me without change,
desire me without inhibitions..
far a love so free,
will never fly away...

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