A Love to Envy
Your beauty lies in my heart and whenever we meet, my love grows a little more,
I remember your smile,
I remember side-glances,
Now let your feelings, and let the stars themselves envy our love.
A Love to Envy
Your beauty lies in my heart and whenever we meet, my love grows a little more,
I remember your smile,
I remember side-glances,
Now let your feelings, and let the stars themselves envy our love.
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
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