Finding Amour
By Gymknasium
Much Have I been round. Perhaps nowhere I be bound. Looked high and low, but never found that glow. Where to find amour? Maybe she exists no more. The mien of a flame. Is what vexes my aim. Should it be an eyeful, or ought to it be a careful. It's this between, to what I mean. I know what's shallow, but still fall fallow. One day I shall control and fill in the empty hole. For then I espied Amour, like never ever before. Written April 20th, 2002 © on Apr 20 2002 11:54 AM PST 0 • 8
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"Much Have I been round...."