Steemit Poetry Contest #13 Love's Austerity

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How sweet is love’s austerity,
How fiercely sweet, when it denies
My hands the bliss of touching thee,
The heaven of looking to mine eyes.

With no more sweets to seek and find
Love wanes as bright full moon above;
But this harsh abstinence shall grind
A finer point upon my love.

A point so fine, an aim so true,
Upon my passion shall there be,
That it will pierce like lightning through
The veiled heart of Reality