If Love be so kind
As to return my misplaced feelings
That strangers trod and trample
Unkindly in the heat of summer
That ravenous lovers squash
Between their starving figures
In the dead of winter
If love be so kind
As to open her locked house
To the knock of her prodigal son
Give off her warm winter soup
And quench a dusty dry thirst
Seeking for surcease and comfort
In love’s welcoming bed
If love be so kind
As to take me back
In her feather light carriage
Off into far and dew wet crevices
Through the mellow slides of time
As we search party
The love I brazenly threw aside
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