Bathe thy freezing blood in mine warm embrace,
Fill thy empty lungs with mine sweetly grace.
Shakespeare's verse I cannot surpass in art,
These four couplets nonetheless come from heart.
Ev'ry word written in love-stain'd ink-type,
Each syllable read in sound soothing ripe.
Mine love Sylvia fills all breath I take,
In hope everlasting lovers we make.
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Think with your head; act with your heart.
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