Seeing as possible and love alone, without guile and straight, without shame or lies, Without a desire to deceive us, or remorse that gnaws at us, Living in two and give his heart at any time ; Observe his thoughts as far as one plunges, Making love one day instead of a dream, and breathe in this brightness -
So Laura breathed and sang her lover.
you every step of which affects the supreme grace, Cest you head flowers, we think, worry-free is you who tell me that you must love this.
And it's me, old child of doubt and blasphemy, who hears you, and think, and you say this:
Yes, we live differently, but this is how we love.