Poem -

Friends in heart beats lie...........

Friends in heart beats lie..... 
E.Webb

A Friend to me is never in ages long
for my eye sees not that of a face marked from ages gone,
I trust in hearts that in mine be true,
and I Love Them as Lover whoms heart is red through 

I live for thee and look
upon beloved lives 
like god does his children in the holly pupils of skies
Love in eternals might 
But in my picture of thy face cannot burn sight

for my hearts love is my decree
as nature be wild and untrimmed , 
my friends being inward and my insight  to purity
never age  shall lucid it thinned
never touched shall be my days
By a devils claw for waste of no ways

 as  with friends like my heart has in tenancy .
Blind mine eye of centre black,
strength draw by a paved laid cross,  on which no evils hooves shall hack

drew hence forth from my lulls ,
my souls uplift to be in the sun drenched hills.

just be as a teach that lies within a great book of divine
never will my gifted amor be for my own minds beguiled shine
 No change has my eye that has no governed arrow of age
see in you my truths hearts be caused of this frayed.

You are still always and for aeons to eaons always will be their, within my beats of heartily drum, for sit within each beats that be gone,
 beats that be here , and beats not yet begun

Shall not my art ever compare my valued in lay of my heart
for to put this on a true friends crown
means the true is mis strewed from a star

This poem is for the ones who will know their hearts are mine bodies beating parts .

and thank to them soul of deep,
in heavens length lived  my eye never shall weep 

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