Foolishness Is The Beleif Our Souls Would Ever Mate Poem by thaddeus dugan

Foolishness; is the belief our souls would ever mate
or I could forever intelligently exagerate
With a gentle patience and an easy love
The loyalty of my life you could ever appreciate
Longevity thwarted;
I quit this spartan relation
Walking with shelly's moon
We suffer alike;
I endeavour to end the sorrowful conversation
Pulling together my blues
Shining my best self
I embark to assume love's enthusiastic wealth
A fortune ubiquitously sought
Although in its true form
Through lifetimes rarely ever caught
When beheld the sun's eclipse
Burns a heart's fervour amorosely hot
So fearlessly beautiful
I charge with an articulate prowess into true love's war
Which at first is flatteringly fought!