Within a newly blossomed idyllI would preferpainand poverty.Even tears of longing.Nevertears of disappointment.
Never!




Within a newly blossomed idyllI would preferpainand poverty.Even tears of longing.Nevertears of disappointment.
Spring intoxicates you, partridge! I am by you truly intoxicated. I am not sated by just two or three songs. I need everything that belongs to you and the pollen kisses. Let us walk,…
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…
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