Extinguished for many years <br />when words of love were scorned <br />awakened by sojourned light <br />and steadfast will it burn. <br />And of this fire <br />which circumstance has built <br />litanies of desire <br />to plague or arouse your wit. <br />How shall I parry your intrusion <br />into my every casual thought <br />and in the martyrdom of freedom <br />where the chains of love are wrought?<br /><br />Captain Cur<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-juliet-where-the-chains-of-love-are-wrought/
