This Is Love Sans Mistake
Taste all the antagonisms,
dare to live in to impulses
to be perplexed before abysses,
not living before pulses...
Not having out of love,
warmth, shelter and rest
be shot down, with radiance
be simple but of proud guest...
Savor hemlock for wine,
disdain profit and ruin
but relish the beau nest
Giving body and soul and fate
and wait in disillusionment,
this is love, no mistake... !
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