NO mortal thing enthralled these longing eyes <br />When perfect peace in thy fair face I found; <br />But far within, where all is holy ground, <br />My soul felt Love, her comrade of the skies: <br />For she was born with God in Paradise; <br />Nor all the shows of beauty shed around <br />This fair false world her wings to earth have bound: <br />Unto the Love of Loves aloft she flies. <br />Nay, things that suffer death, quench not the fire <br />Of deathless spirits; nor eternity <br />Serves sordid Time, that withers all things rare. <br />Not love but lawless impulse is desire: <br />That slays the soul; our love makes still more fair <br />Our friends on earth, fairer in death on high.<br /><br />Michelangelo Buonarroti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/celestial-love-2/
