Stolen Words of Love

“What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by—

Unless it be to think that she is by

And feed upon the shadow of perfection?

Except I be by Silvia in the night,

There is no music in the nightingale.

Unless I look on Silvia in the day,

There is no day for me to look upon.

She is my essence, and I leave to be,

If I be not by her fair influence

Fostered, illumined, cherished, kept alive.”

One can always tell the color of a person’s soul through their writing, pity my lover hates reading. He will never know the color of mine.

I Love Shakespeare’s work and to date the above is my favorite quote. This morning it reminded me of my love. I miss my Silvia



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