Love is a thorny rose
Who draws the sweetest blood
Her bewildering sting
Imparts a secret medicine
The weeping of the heart
Yields its own reward
Burning through the dawn
Of this beautiful arrival
Our passion roasts
The Feast of Christ
Mulling a wine to wet
The fever of the lover's madness
This haunting spell pulls us closer
Through the unveiling of estrangement
That arrow pierced my soul
Until there was nothing left but You
Glistening kaleidoscopic words.
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