And thinking too by Love’s despised.

Your face is map enough for me

Your gaze,your smile,your frown,your glee.

And if I want to know the rest

The shape your posture‘s made is best

For showing what your life is now.

A look,a gesture all this show.

Till who you are is then disclosed

And I am in your arms enrobed.

Love vanishes when analysed,

And thinking too

by Love’s despised.

Choose the means to fit the end

And then I’ll be who you intend

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I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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