Its poetry time again. This week, I’d like to feature a magical poem that my husband recited to me several years ago that began the foundation of my unending love for him and his mind and heart.
“This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant and vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition!” by Alan Moore and David Lloyd, V for Vendetta
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