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Till Love Has Paid the Toll

As winter nears and thoughts collide,
And southward flee the birds,
A season lost and love denied
Give wings to flighty words.

A day or more (a world perhaps)
I've traveled from your arms;
O'er sea and land the thunder claps
And darkens ships and farms.

And, Oh, those city-dwellers wail
And fitful are their dreams
Since first they heard that mournful tale
Of ageless love so parted at the seams.

Be bolder now; we have not lost,
But tarried for a while,
Until once more our paths have crossed,
And my lips have touched your smile.

For if e'er such a love as this should die,
Then should the jesters weep;
Then should kings and princes cry,
And sinister creatures creep.

So even yet, and evermore,
As endless ages roll,
My heart shall linger at your door
Till love has paid the toll.

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