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Sonnet 92 William Shakespeare

Do thy worst to elude
you live in me for life
and life will not last longer than your love, affection
because it depends only on this.

So I must not fear the worst of wrongs in the smallest
when my life has purpose;
I think I deserve a better fate at the mercy of what
of your whims.

You can not torture me with your fickleness
Why die in your disdain my life:
or Beat only I possess,
happy with your love, happy to die!

But there is happiness that clouds do not matter?
You could fool me and I do not know.

William Shakespeare

Love deception?

Yes! Illusions ... also, the I know.

But I could never escape the agony and the ecstasy that gift?

chained or reduced to shreds, the blood pulsing through my veins

angel and devil ... and you got me.

Love is Hell pain and joy of Paradise.

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Paul Silenziario - Epigrams passionate

is made kiss in the mouth, gives the breasts that
horny hands and take it from me with kisses and caresses
fury that the bite his neck white ,
but still I have not had, because she gave herself
half and half to Aphrodite Athena. And while I
between those two halves I am consumed.

Paul Silenziario
(greek poet - the sixth century AD.)

Voice of love,
your eyes that are marked desire to expire, as the
bed risers. The hair is disheveled
,
limbs dissolved,
white skin and red cheeks.
If there are signs of a tender night of love, one who has embraced
tireless embraces,
now flies the highest of all possible joy.
But if you were alone,
worn by an insatiable desire, maybe
you had consumed me!

Paul Silenziario

(greek poet - the sixth century AD.)

Here they are .. Aphrodite and Athena, love, passion and wisdom of the heart.

I love them both, are inseparably part of me.

Eros permeated with theatrics voluptuous, seductive and bewitching ...

Aphrodite Athena yields but there is always watchful and wise.

did not know this greek poet but reading all the passion that expresses

prisoners made my senses, dominating.

The desire of the beloved for his love is strong.

In the first poem I see him conscious of not being able to get what they want.

In the second I see him I sure hope that you are his.

Eros, Aphrodite and Athena are my favorite mythological triad.

When they meet, intersect and give rise to heated passions of love.