Sonnet 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no; […]
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no; […]
Tonight, I glimpsed a butterfly. My mind was poured full of delight At such exquisite beauty, and romance Bewildered me where I did stand. Romance gave way to wary […]