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[taimatsu]

My true-love hath my heart and I have his,
By just exchange, one for the other given:
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss;
There never was a bargain better driven.
His heart in me keeps me and him in one;
My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides:
He loves my heart, for once it was his own;
I cherish his because in me it bides.
His heart his wound received from my sight;
My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;
For as from me on him his hurt did light,
So still, methought, in me his hurt did smart:
Both equal hurt, in this change sought our bliss,
My true love hath my heart and I have his.

-- Sir Philip Sidney

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[borusa.livejournal.com]

:)

Good morning.

[taimatsu]

Good morning! *hug*

[quisalan.livejournal.com]

That is in fact one of my favourite poems :)