Lovelore

Let Love be the tempest

From which all things pour in

Hands formed like a teacup

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Cradling that Love

Spill not a drop in the run

Envy will mock your grace

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Travel the worn path

Drop by drop soak the marshes

Never quench the desert

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With the ground you’ll break

Use wood from trees you have grown

A roof of thatch leaks

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In the throes go blind

Ravage not the innocence

Shelter spirited doves

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If torn at the bloom

Rage will not mend your despair

That horse never tires

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Let go or be dragged

A tragedy of Love ignites

Moths too are drawn to flames

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Should broken bonds fray

Loving gestures gently braid

Lean in to its form

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Famish Hate that once mocked

The nimble grace of Love’s kiss

Drench you in cerise

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Some will give much more

Saturate the moat fear carved

Be a gracious bridge

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Hate knows where Love grows

But all frost weeps in the burn

To fill heart shaped reservoirs

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Yield one to the other

Dovetail the fortress of desire

Twenty-three may unite

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Tell your story only once

By soft candle-lit whispers

Honoring gifted vows

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Lovelore is the lace

By tool and die; stitch or fate

Be its fool or its fly

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Asking will you be mine

We keep to the safest reply

A casualty of risk

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Silk ribbons to bind

Unravel, seductively

Ache the surface climb

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Chastity softens

The moments we squander

Curious by nature

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Replaced by barcodes

Sentimental value cardstock

Signed with Love today

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Rituals confused

Men lined up and shot, left dead

Cupid’s arrow bent

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In full regalia

Transfer the Love you’ve cradled

Be the tempest’s rain & reign

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Rites of passion told

Lesser known by its true name…

Lupercalia

Happy Valentine’s Day. With love,