Everything and Nothing
O’ I love for the birth of love,
That perfect, pure, hopeful moment
Where love first begins and is joined
Soon with lust of the purest kind
O’ of lust and o’ of love,
O’ of everything and o’ of nothing,
O’ of you and o’ of I,
For everything is nothing without love
In one’s life and lust of the purest sort;
Indeed, all love be sweet and true,
Whether it be required or otherwise
And all lust is pure and wondrous
Whether it be requited or otherwise,
O’ of everything and o’ of nothing,
O’ of me and o’ of you,
Take me away into your heart.
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