Thy Love, Edward

by JaM   May 5, 2012


With thee, thy heart is blessed,
Leaving, thy soul at rest.
Thy dearest love, thou is,
Thy heart beats, for only his.

Forever indebted, thy will be,
For a love, such as thee.
Keeping thy thoughts at peace,
Speaks only, for the least.

True pleasure, thou brought,
Thus taken, not fought.
Unfolded as such, thou is thy destiny,
As is a cure; a perfect remedy.

Thus love; is of no class-
An indescribable, amount of mass.
A sacred gift, thy will treasure.
For our love, holds no measure.

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