Love! A ceaseless pattern
May within two persist
And union if wove together
May birth another to exist
Love is endless like light
Hung in the souls and eyes
Makes all being bright
And the lonely wise
No better truth is there
But that of love
It is truly somewhere
Not down belove or up above,
But in those geometric charms
In shapes, actions, and arms.
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