Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.
Rupert BrookeLove is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.
Rupert BrookeInfinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.
Rupert BrookeLove is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Love sells the proud heart's citadel to fate.
Rupert Brooke