Fairest maiden for whom my starving soul hungereth
Would the fats of cattle, treasures, gifts, rarest of myrrh
Music, inventions and even the finest things unheard
Be they put together, worth more than love that never can be dead?
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Sandwich
PoetryAlong the sugar lines and milky way, too much sweetness and maybe sometimes pain. Layers and layers of some kind of love, a bite of adventure for me and you. *** Cover Photo Credit: pexels.com/@cottonbro Cover Design by @luyizz ***