True Love
A poem written in old English to explain love.
Are those thine eyes?
I love so much?
Is that thine hand?
Thy gentle touch.
Is that thine skin?
Thy tender rose,
I love thy smile,
Thy mouth, thy nose.
I love thine spirit,
Thy soul and heart,
Thine gallant quest,
Where does it start?
But most of all,
I love thine eyes,
I love you now,
Love never dies.
I love so much?
Is that thine hand?
Thy gentle touch.
Is that thine skin?
Thy tender rose,
I love thy smile,
Thy mouth, thy nose.
I love thine spirit,
Thy soul and heart,
Thine gallant quest,
Where does it start?
But most of all,
I love thine eyes,
I love you now,
Love never dies.
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