What is a love that vanishes with pain,
Or lets an obstacle prevent its reach?
It must go on when pulled against the grain,
And lie beyond the damage done by speech;
Two hearts communing should be one inside
Although the outside may be different,
And true love must not ever be denied
Unless by such a deeper love is meant.
That love which vaunts its own depth must resist
The dark temptation of too much expression
Lest it should fail when it does most insist
Allowing shows to mask inner recession.
Let love be shown by that which is not heard,
For virtue's in the action, not the word.
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