Ill-nurtur'd love tends to wane
leaving thou forlorn
As summer's heat shall wilt
pale petals o'er-worn
Thou wilt breedeth loves desires
shouldst thou fan the flame
Love doth become temper'd like steel
enough to quench~yet never tame...
Dark-Princess
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This was a good poem, to me it seemed a little sad although you placed it in 'hope'. I felt that this was an interesting description of love. I liked the classical language you used as it added a sense of poetry although it made the poem quite hard to understand.
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Pozo

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love it
love it sis! great job like always! I am back on line!
love ya!
sunshine1 -
Wow!!! This is deep and profound.
I have always enjoyed reading your poetry
and I love the old style feeling this piece has.
Excellent poem
me
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Brilliant, love has to be fed or it will wither away
Excellent poem
i have missed your poems



