If only lovers

If only lovers 

By Byron Herbert Reece T

hey go together,

As lovers should,

And take of their love

In the shade of the wood. 

It is not ugly,

Nor is it unclean

To lie in the shadow

Unknown and unseen. 

Never a sorrow

Was born of two

Couched in the shadow

The whole night through 

If only lovers

Walked in the lane

No one would suffer

Or sorrow again; 

But a step before

themAnd a step behind

 Are people possessed

Of a very small mind. 

Who nod and whisper,

And poison the bread

Of innocent lovers

Until they are dead. 

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[Jordan Flipsyde - 10 de septiembre de 2010 - 10:10]

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