Oh Clara... (+ some verse)
Thanks babe, I love it! When I think of something mildly funny, I'll add it.
In the mean time, this is like this week's fav Shakespeare verse in my book:
"Call it not love, for love to heaven is fled,
since sweating lust on earth usurp'd his name;
under whose simple semblance he hath fed
upon fresh beauty, blotting it with blame;
which the hot tyrant stains and soon bereaves,
as caterpillars do the tender leaves.
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain,
but lust's effect is tempest after sun;
love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain
lust's winter comes ere summer half be done
love surfeits not, lust like a glutton dies
love is all truth lust full of forged lies."
~Venus & Adonis
What is it with Shakes and not using "e" in an -ed word? Like "usurp'd"? But hey, I love him anyway. :)
*Anna P

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