Love Sonnet 175 The love you kept still hidden in your eyes
The love you kept still hidden in your eyes,
Permitted me no sleep many days hence,
Yet heart that oft its dreamless state it cries,
Takes not this deed of angels an offence;
For they don't tread where fools make avenues,
Woe to love lost, or to this dreamer be,
On the trodden path, paying lovers' dues,
By Heaven's gate, yet no angel to see;
Does the Devil count every loving touch?
That lovers had to give utmost regard,
That fire, never should they stoke, and as such,
To be pure, is it best to just niggard?
......Deviling touch or mere angelic stares,
......How best does each to each other compares?
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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