Tuesday, November 4, 2014

The Play

Love is not blind, rather blindeth the poor.
Weakens their heart to feel feelings no more. 
No. Never give thy heart outright. 
Brief, heavenly, kind of delight,
That is all love truly is....
Revealed only by the meaningless kiss. 
They all, those smooth parted lips can say,
Hath given their heart to the eternal play. 
And who could catch on to the play enough,
If deaf and dumb and blind with love?
Only he that never acted knows the cost
For he gave outright his heart and lost.