Hopeless romantics find hope in knowing love is never lost...
Love-thou art high-
I cannot climb thee-
But, were it Two-
Who knows but we-
Taking turns- at the Chimborazo
Ducal-at last-stand up by thee-
Love-thou art deep-
I cannot cross thee-
But were there Two-
Instead of one-
Rower, and Yacht-some soverign Summer-
Who knows-but we’d reach the Sun?
Love-thou art veiled-
A few-behold thee-
Smile- and alter- and prattle- and die
Bliss- were an oddity-without thee
Nicknamed by God-
Eternity--
Guess who wrote that!
I cannot climb thee-
But, were it Two-
Who knows but we-
Taking turns- at the Chimborazo
Ducal-at last-stand up by thee-
Love-thou art deep-
I cannot cross thee-
But were there Two-
Instead of one-
Rower, and Yacht-some soverign Summer-
Who knows-but we’d reach the Sun?
Love-thou art veiled-
A few-behold thee-
Smile- and alter- and prattle- and die
Bliss- were an oddity-without thee
Nicknamed by God-
Eternity--
Guess who wrote that!