<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Few people love; most know not love at all.<br>Their feelings of feigned affection wane<br>By any measure. Cupid never draws<br>His bow for those whose passions are in vain.<br>His quiver filled with strait loving arrows<br>Wings among Man to shoot and penetrate<br>The truest of hearts where amour does grow<br>To dwell and thrive within ardor soul mates.<br>Love has no boundaries and lives forever<br>Beyond the shuffling off our mortal shells<br>And thus remains in our souls with fervor<br>Until Cupid once again casts his spells.<br>So if by chance your heart has been smitten<br>Cherish this love that Venus has christened.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Albert+Ahearn">Albert Ahearn</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=340680" data-title="Love de Albert Ahearn" data-description="Few people love; most know not love at all. Their feelings of feigned affection wane By any measure. Cupid never draws His bow for those whose passions are in vain. His quiver filled with strait loving arrows Wings among Man to shoot and penetrate..."></div> </div> </div>

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