Saint Valentine baptizing Saint Lucilla by Jacopo Bassano
St. Valentine (click here to access story)
?????????????? Answered (poetic thought by George-B)
Love, love, love,
is it love,
if one cannot embrace human vanity
or is it just plain silliness?
Should love be sang, declared,
or deep in one’s heart vault be contained,
no,
not like in a prison cell, but like
a precious ore not yet uncovered, claimed, explored…
not yet EXPLOITED, by anyone,
ever so well unclaimed,
it shines like the sum of all suns
Time is capricious, love unclaimed transcends.
euzicasa 
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“Time is capricious, love unclaimed transcends.”
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