For her this rhyme is penned,whose luminous eyes,brightly expressive as the twins of leda,shall find her own sweet name,that nestling lies apon the page,enwrapped from every reader.Search narrowly the lines!-they hold a treasure divine-a talisman-an amulet that must be worn at heart.Search well the measure-the words-the syllables!Do not forget the trivialest point,or you may lose your labor.And yet there is no gordian knot which one might not undo without a sabre,if one could merely comprehend the plot.Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering eyes scintillating soul,there lie perdus three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing of poets,too,its letters,although naturally lying like the night pinto-mendez Ferdinando-still form a synonym for truth-cease trying! you will not read the riddle,though you do the best you can do.

can you people understand this?

It's a bit too late for my brain to be functioning properly, so apparently at this moment, I cannot appreciate it fully. I do like the rhythem of it though.

to be honest i dont understand it,its from edgar allen poe,i saw the title so i just thought i put it up,since it is valentines day and it has to do with the day

Poe is something!

I think this may be "I love you?" I really have no clue... Poe was a bit disturbed, and yet... so facinating.

thats what a harsh abuseive life will do to you

thats what a harsh abuseive life will do to you

It effects different people differently... I didn't even Realize I'd had a messed up childhood till recently... and I'm an eternal optimist now! Huzzah... But yeah... pretty much everyone in Poe's life died of tuberculosis.