"The stroke of death is as a lovers pinch, Which hurts and is desired."
Antony and Cleopatra, Act 5, Scene 5
On this day holy to lovers, When every heart seeks its twin, I recall the trembling gaze Of true love, pure and beautiful, That transforms the mortal soul Into something divine and supple. Like a butterfly that …
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