symptoms - Popular Poems and stories from category

Love is universal migraine,
A bright stain on the
Blotting out reason
Symptoms of true

Would my Delia know if I love, let her
My last thought at night, and the first when I wake;
With my prayers and best wishes preferred for her sake
Let her guess what I muse on, when rambling aloneI stride o'er the stubble each day w...