claykenbaby
Dec 07, 2003 23:44
O, teach me how I should forget to
think!
claykenbaby
Dec 07, 2003 23:43
Love is a smoke made with the fume
of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in
lovers' eyes;
Being vexed, a sea nourished with
lovers' tears.
What is it else? A madness most
discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving
sweet.
claykenbaby
Oct 04, 2003 11:25
ya'll should move to greatestjournal.com :)