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The best apoxy
'round to find
Is that which causes
lips to bind
As well as heart
and soul and mind:
Unfailing pow'r
of love combined.
O would that you
would be so kind
To turn around
and look behind
To see the one
whose love is blind
And following
where e'er you wind-
Who, just for you,
has been designed,
Whose love for you
alone has pined
For months on end,
if it were timed...
The one who over
mount would climb
To seek the love
she longs to find
Has chose instead
silent resign
To wait for one
both deaf and blind...
Message in a
bottle signed:
"I love you" reaches
not, though rhymed,
And darkened eyes
avoid the shine
Of gifts of love
from One Divine.
~February 26, 2000