THE SPRING RAINS

Darling, accept my strong honor
which by anvil struck steel &
broke the vows of nature!
the heav3nly gods found anger
and nothing less than false
is like love; love is givings
as to keeping’s give;
lover– honoring proudly
the deepest like aboves
as our first’s because
(hath faith abandoned thee?
not so quietly and nevers!)
as knowing love as ours will
like fields in spring rain
will continue to (i love you)
grow!

:: 12102015 ::

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