Love in fantastic triumph sat,
Whilst bleeding hearts around him flow'd,
For whom fresh pains he did create,
And strange tyrannic power he shew'd;
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A bit like Shakespeare meets Harlequin Books but in a good way.
A beautifully envisioned love song narrating love's all shades and side effects.
Love in fantastic triumph sat, Whilst bleeding hearts around him flow'd,
To love is to be pierced. To languish in unrequited love the worst tyranny. Very nicely executed classic poetry.