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Some hopeless romantic writing |
| In Love With A Maiden Time and space have no meaning, Length and width have no leaning On the heart of a man Who in love makes his stand For a maiden. Numbers and variables make no question, Food and drink are no occasion For a man in love With a maiden. The time and length that Lean on his heart Are the time and length when they are apart; And the food and drink that Cause sorrow to stir Are the food and drink not shared With her. The wisdom and teachings that Should cause a mind to thirst, Above all of this, The maiden comes first. |