Ferment thy love for thee, I nest
Beauty upon such shoulders
discloses shade foreseeing hours rest
Speak softly, oh sweetest honeymoon desiring taste
Kissing tender heir
This vacant womb,
seeds sparingly confess
Demure lips caress fairer breast
Lover penetrates slight dreams
Thy hands behold as owner
For thee living,
To exist is to die without trying promises esteem,
nine times giveaway my best,
pondering mind as if hers,
no such measures persist
When enduring time of beauty
Bearing witness to love,
for love never blinks
for worth ever missed





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