Intimate Moments

No love bares fruit without self-sacrifice first
As self-sacrifice, is an intimate, pardon payed!
No love, bares intimacy, without bearing oneself
What love has known, and felt such dowry

Love isn't self-indulgence nor isn't greed
Their contempt and misleading ideals
As I feel, and open up my heart
Will I be loved or burdened with neglect

No shadowing fears, envelope my heart
Fears in love, lead to serious doubt
No intimate moments are shared
Without giving yourself, freely to someone else

Don't talk to me about intimacy
I've breathed its essence within my heart
No tearful trodden footsteps, have enveloped me
Love has burned like wild fire inside me

Heaven knows, on some occasions
Its has brought me to my knees
Had I not lived, then to know thy love!
One part of me in virtue, and the other is smitten

Then to be thy muse, when I feel smitten
My heart doesn't skip through hoops
Thou, should hath enveloped me
Then to have pined, like painted flowers

Nay ye not, by gentle candle light
Stagnate are the stars that appear this night
Better, to have given, freely, unto thee!
Then to pity tears, that might have enveloped me

Thine own heart has wept loves tears
As there have been burdens through my years
Unless ye yield, and give freely to someone else
No pardons are given, upon thyself

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