๐Ÿ’ ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ž๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ’
โ€” a few excerpts, poems, and of course, harry edward styles.
๐Ÿ’ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™ง๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™Ÿ๐™ค๐™๐™ฃ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™š (1633)
โ€” whatever dies, was not mized equally;
if our two loves be one, or, thou and I,
love so alike, that none do slacken, no can die.

an excerpt.
๐Ÿ’ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ: ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ข ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐จ ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐š (๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ž๐ข๐ฌ๐ง๐ž๐ซ)
โ€” i love you as the planet that never blooms, but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
๐Ÿ’ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐จ ๐ข ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ž? (๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ญ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘) ๐›๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐š๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ก ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ 
โ€” I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight...
๐Ÿ’ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐š๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ž
โ€” let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments...
๐Ÿ’ ๐ก๐š๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ: ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ, ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ž ๐Ÿ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐š๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ž
โ€” but never doubt that I love.
๐Ÿ’ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ– ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐š๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ž
โ€” sometime too hot the eye of heaven shunes,
and often is his gold complexion dimmโ€™d;
๐Ÿ’ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ: ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐จ ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐š (๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ž๐ข๐ฌ๐ง๐ž๐ซ)
โ€” youโ€™re wide eyes are the light i have
of the vanquished constellations,
your skin pulses like roads
the meteor follows in the rain.
๐Ÿ’ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ง ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฒ ๐›๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ž (an excerpt)
โ€” the artist is the creator of beautiful things.

(a little y&b for everyone)
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