There is a heaven, for ever, day by day,
The upward longing of my soul doth tell me so.
There is a hell, I'm quite as sure; for pray
If there were not, where would my neighbours go?
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Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.
by Margaret DelandDeep in a Rose's glowing heart
I dropped a single kiss,
And then I bade it quick depart,
And tell my Lady this:
'The love thy Lover tried to send
O'erflows my fragrant bowl,
But my soft ...