Is it love?Special BThat we now speakLike warring knightsAnd eye each otherWith mutual suspicionAnd question laden thoughts. Is it love?That whenever we speakWe weigh each weighty wordAs we tread on thin iceOf our hanging bond.Is it love?That whenever we sightEach other’s faceOur pulses quickenWith heads of trepidationIn the course and corollaryOf our encounter. Is it […]