05-31-2017, 10:54 PM
Ah love, how did we come to fall apart,
Where once we firmly held each other's hands?
With time we've lost our skill at lover's art;
Let's learn again, seek out where Cupid stands.
The ages stole our skill at lover's art:
With Christian virtue, burned what holds the heart.
But love of knowledge wipes the ash away
Where Cupid drills a daughter of Pompeii.
Where once we firmly held each other's hands?
With time we've lost our skill at lover's art;
Let's learn again, seek out where Cupid stands.
The ages stole our skill at lover's art:
With Christian virtue, burned what holds the heart.
But love of knowledge wipes the ash away
Where Cupid drills a daughter of Pompeii.