| I have searched for love that
gives |
| Demanding no payment in return |
| Uncluttered with Life's infinitesimal cares |
| Intoxicating as well aged vintage wine |
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| As dancing leaves in an autumn wind |
| Always eluding the pursuer's grasp |
| Gold cannot buy, chains cannot hold |
| Love flees the demanding who would own |
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| The all consuming passion of young love |
| Refined by the fire of tine |
| Lasting beyond mere physical attraction |
| Becomes both strength and gentleness |
| personified |
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| In quiet awe I saw love's endurance |
| Life's harsh bitter wind whipped plans |
| Could not erase the sweet fragrances |
| Of love as eternal as the arrival of spring |
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| If perchance the search be long and tiring |
| And hope seems lost even to the wise |
| Just continue your quest for always |
| Those willing to give will claim the prize |
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