And here I wait for thou to come, milady,
But nowhere in sight art thou.
Hath I a heart of fortitude and valiancy,
Dreaming of thou would not be so.
Alas, wage war I ought to do,
For thee to give me thou love.
Albeit fear for battle I feel no more,
I fear, instead, of thou.
“Ain’t no man afraid of love,” they say,
But cretins, I call them, they know no love.
To perish at a glance, to yearn for a touch,
There’s no greater dread than such.
“Afraid of love?” says a man.
“Why should you fear for such?”
But no, I say, I do not fear love.
No, old man, I dread to not be loved.














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I still remember every hour
Every second has been hours
Far away from many burden
We met eyes without a curtain
I like this in particular:
"But no, I say, I do not fear love.
No, old man, I dread to not be loved."
Who doesn't?
Keep writing you are very good ^_~
Plz... share some of your work in spanish ^^
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Es un derecho natural el alimentar nuestra alma con esperanza
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
Este poema es una de mis piezas favoritas. Estoy muy orgullosa. xD
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
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Es un derecho natural el alimentar nuestra alma con esperanza
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
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