No value less to spend.

If any women could there love in correspondence to his soul, how could i  reform the sky, a black and great big hole, for nothing in this life as moral turns unjustly to deface,  to find another love then after in my sacred place, former hearts would be dismantled and higher purpose be aposed , and all the feeling turn to sodden and cry where it arosed,  be that he is mine to love, and not one soul to his would tend, I gave my love to him forever, and no value less to spend,  a love that's greater than the odds, where gods would satisfy,  I gave him pleasure of my love, that seeks to live and never die.