Love is what it does not say by word or sword
would remain silent a millenium more
to contrive what it could to avoid the harm
of doctrines of authority or war
and choose for the greater of worth its honor
to contrive to contrive love with love of war
is to trample the silence of the unknown
which not only for its favors but omens
if one thing becomes impossible to love
it has become as such by its lack of truth
then love lost to truth is love’s imitation
yet love never gained is a love forever
for love is what love is and what it may be
remains to be discovered by enemies.
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