I have little to say of poetry, save this:
The poet is bound by his verse, with only the divine reigning supreme above him!
It is your eyes that charmed my heart, Your way to be got my mind flying like a dove, Now I cannot think us at all apart. Cuz, dear one, with you I am in love.
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