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For I love you so much, truly
that one could sooner dry up the sea
and hold back it waves
then I could constrain myself form loving ye

My thoughts, my memories, my pleasures
My desires are perpetually of you
Whom I cannot leave or even briefly forget

There is no joy or pleasure or other good that
I could feel, or imagine which could hold me.
I want to praise and adore thee, yet I fear thee.
Suffering everything, endure everything more
Then I desire any reward, let me stand with thee

You are truly a sapphire which can heal my sufferings,
The emerald which brings rejoicing,
the ruby to brighten and comfort the heart.

Your speech, your look, your bearing
makes one flee and detest all vice.
Cherish and desire all that is good

Sweet noble lady, I am wounded by love
I am sad and pensive, no joy or mirth.
My sweet companion I have thus given my heart
I imagine death, but the pain I shall bear
would be sweet, if I could only hope that before
my death, I would look upon thee smiling at me.

You are indeed, a poet of the soul. I couldn't put together thoughts like this with someone else's head. Your depth and abiltity to convey feelings that accompany love is amazing. Someone is a very lucky woman.


Chelsea
Self-Proclaimed Queen of Sarcasm

Hail M'lady
Thank you for the kind words, your a very good story tell and I also enjoy reading them.
The lady hmmmmmm well thats another story

I agree with Chelsea someone is indeed a very lucky lady. And as always you have an amazing ability with words.

Hail M'lady Belle
Thank you also for your kind words.
*thinks* again the lady now thats another story