Be hope

Posted on May 6, 2017 by Swor under Poetry

But is it true?

Oh forever

In love with you,

For an instant

Cool my fever

– Melancholy –

Of how distant,

Or even if;

This, my folly.

You are perfect,

Upon a cliff

Of true respect;

Free from all fear,

You so, my dear?

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