GOAT WARS II...

RUSH IN, ANGEL...

If you repeat "I love you," I may love;
No matter that all other things, arrayed
Against me, make me seem a dreamy dope,
And wisdom says it soon will find an end.

Well, all things end in time. I now approve
Of no rules; every plan I've ever made
Has been strung up to strangle in its rope.
I strangled, too, till you were more than friend.

If now I'm lost, at least I made the move.
Each moment pays its debts and all are paid --
You must not make a burden of my hope.
Yes, should we part, I'll crash and burn -- but mend.

I can't believe it's me that has to say:
Tomorrow's ill's tomorrow's: love today.
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