Monday, 13 April 2015

It will be seen that we love each other, 
Not by shouting it, but self-evident
In the love we share each passing day.
I love you, I declare; as devoutly 
As most I can be to you Stanley 
You who has removed me from Hurtland.
If the opinion of non-believers matter that
Where’er the key of sense love doth not unlock,
Now, forasmuch as, following the senses, 
Thou sees not that reason has stamped this love?

But tell me what thou think’st of it thyself.

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