Do not say my love was
A ring or a bracelet.
My love is a siege,
Is the daring and headstrong.
Who, searching sail out to their death.
Do not say my love was
A moon.
My love is a burst of sparks.
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I simply love the passion here...His love is ALL, even to death! A burst of light, not just a small glow from so far away, but loud and present, unmistakable and unlimited.
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I love this--his love is not adornment or beauty but a thing that takes action, like a siege or a burst of sparks... he feels, and he doesn't want to be some passive thing... he is commited, he is headstrong and brave even if it means sailing to his death. Beautiful. Short, but poignant.
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