The heart has no limitations a mans imitation of his imagination make him seem immortal to the cold hearted, the faint hearted minds rattle though the unthoughtful hearted chortle for the public eye of formal. Indeed to love you must have a heart of a lion, for as such happiness there is such pain, a friends wise words.
By disloyal actions of lust a true lover should feel humility, though i say now to love you must not restrain dignity.
To satisfy his heart is vital, what women deserves his title though even the great aristotle would have no explanation for this mans requital, how she forgives how subtle is her love for him, freinds listen to his repetitive recital of the tragedy. Shamed by his acts, she crys how could my love commit this sin ?
The epitome of love would one disagree ?
No longer is he worthy to marry the, she the holy, the pure, the perfect,the gentle, the subtly Kind, gods names of beauty are descended to her, A curse of a spellbind i tell you, his mind no longer sees hope, blind by love, blind by hate for himself blinded by his untoughtful actions. A prisoner of love self enduring pain of guilt, when will it end ?
Can he accept her forgivness, for he is his own witness a disappointment to a worthy heart, if only he could warn her from the start, disloyal-lover is his cursed title. After her he has no longer a mask . The broken heart and inner tears are visable but no longer divisable to poison the pureness of many more. For the memory of happiness he reminisces his lost pureness.
She the gentle, the subtly kind, the pure, the perfect. The women of faith poisoned by a careless heart, though now he feels humility for the respect towards the lover he sees.
Only when the respect is broken one sees what is lost, one sees the value of what's lost, one sees the wrongs committed, the respect for love is devotion, the oneness of faith, the oneness of god, makes a man acknowledge the oneness of love and the neglect of whats morally right, the outcome is the inner tears and pain so be it regret ?
No, but a well learnt lesson.
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