Come hither fair madien, and ill away to your soul by which your eyes grant me passage, Thence i will take onto myself all your ills and replace them then with my love, my love as long as the furthest star from my mortal reach. I bid you abide betwix mine arms and fix a pallad apon my heart, for there is a portion for you, a portion which you took when first our eyes met and till my death ill remain a guardian of such a place and at your leave you may enter and retreat as you find i am worthy. Call not on my name, for i am with you even before you lips purse to birth the sound. Sam Johnson may 9 2012
Posted on: Tue, 22 Oct 2013 23:54:07 +0000
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