Captain Cur (England)
Fortuitous Love, love poems
Truth and love, naked beauty in their arms,
taming man defeated by their charms.
On plush meadows loves youthful urges play,
the river calm, smooth daylight waning dusk,
circling slowly above coarse birds of prey
poised to kill sweet innocence with their lust.
True love discerns the vultures and the crows
steadfast it bears, unveils a tender pride,
outward it beams and passionately flows
supplanting the fragility of lies.
Fettered truths, past deceits their unkind guard,
fortuitous love now sounds escape's alarm.
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