Love Raptures Poem by Wangchat konyak
Love Raptures
If life on earth be short,
Let me adore thee darling
And if life on earth be a wailing,
Let me heal thy swelling sort.
Lovers are carrying law in vain,
But me, darling, with a destine.
Come freedom, unchained the pain
And be a part with my conceit destine.
For what merrily do I sing,
With just two little soul to co-exist.
Come hither, from the law
And taste freedom in loving me
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5/14/2024 6:14:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thoughtfully penned nice poem.