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My affection whispering my past makes me fall in love with the future my heart calling the name of my soul makes the pond of love rumble in the deep and I am refreshed and cleaned because when I look into my eyes...I see you I will break the mirror to slivers to correct the mistakes by making them a better object ...like the stars in the sky but..losses that I have suffered pains that have sufficed wounds in my heart tears that have drowned me in the abyss of futility where I have kidnapped myself...thinking that the hostage ...was you I walk back to my past to arrest my future for I died of hunger after the last supper of love I betrayed my blessing to a curse that I wove and wore only for my blindness to see an elusive truth wrongly of words that made me believe created a statue of myself but its time..to see me when I open my eyes you in my eyes..looking through windows of my soul

By Sidney Henry Morse (1833–1903)   T HE SOUL  I dwell within Forgets my load of sin,     And circles me     With amorous glee, To win my first faint smile         5 Of love that bodes no guile;— Unfolds my heart the while,     And sets me free.   Delights she to surprise Me with some thought that hies         10     To heaven straightway:     Then all the day I wander o’er the earth, And find not half its worth; Yet lose I not my mirth,         15     And pray, and pray.   Oh! I am precious seed Thus planted for her meed:     My offish ways     And long delays         20 She takes no notice of, But steadily doth move Upo...