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"Time locks  (and unlocks ) the lovers' hearts."



Endless, both Springtime, with impassioned Youth,

and Beauty, true as self; both guile-less.

Timeless, this portrait, meant exact, matchless.

Frail Nature and Loveliness kneel to Truth.



My heart sees full and fresh portrayed, Love's growth.

Blooms fair a flower un-nourished, yet does endure.

I thus seek not soil foreign, as a fool doth.

but higher climes: the limb-sites of orchids' venture.



So hopeless, once, the treasures now my trove,

'spite golden shackles -- freedom past compare !

Youth ?  Gone !   Flown Beauty.  But remains, pure Bliss.



While less-than-mortal-standard men shunned this!

End Silence !  Say your love and name so fair !

I love you less for Youth or Beauty, than Love ! !