Heavenly fragrance round it throws. Never the right time or the place, we misstep. Love is a thing full of anxious fears. How can I tell the signals and the signs by which one heart another heart divines?
Of this mortal's life, hath killed the world above. When love once pleads admission into our hearts.
Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes. Heaven becomes drowsy in its harmony. Thus I am not able to exist either with you or without you; and I seem not to know my own wishes. Never the right time or the place, we misstep.
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