"Bodacious Red Flowers"

With beauty these bodacious red flowers
Make merry with me, for many howers
And yes! I do laugh, and happily sing
The knell of the bell doth preciously ring
My mortal flesh doth sate with light...delight!
That makes my warm heart feel alright, despite
The fact that my mind is losing power
Tho' I shall be safe, in this bronze tower
Where I watch below, this beauty that bears
Her poetry, so well beyond her years
The bottom of my soul doth sate with glee!
I do adore this dulcet dance from thee!
And yes, thou art, a divine; figure there
Where I glower, from my blonde cedar chair
Look ! I see her, the beauty, the beauty!
For she is my devoted charity
And I love her like no other man can!
And I am her belovèd gentleman
I shall sweetly love her, with my wide eye!
I shall never let this desire die
Nope! Not even a fierce incoming doom
Shall ever steal my place in her bedroom
My mind continues to gleefully cheer!
My loyalty shall never leave from here!
This woman is my unblemished soulmate
I do protect her entire estate
Never shall my gentleness become damp
My sweet passion burns all night like a lamp
Soon she shall be the queen of my tower
I am being healed from my awful yore
These new peaceful days, and beautiful times
Come alive with such warm, and pleasant chimes
That bloom their undying goodness in May
Everyday is a splendid holiday
And harmony shall sweetly come on thro'
My kind praise shall glisten brilliantly true
With pure love, I shall graciously behold
Her resplendent elegance which is bold
For she is my past, future, and present
And our lives together shall be well spent
Her amorousness did come unlooked-for
She is my favorite betaine amor!
Her discipline doth look after my sake
Her ripe fruit is there for me to partake
And I know its juiciness shall allay
Me, my spirit is elated, and gay!
Her spirit can have all my charming pride
Her eyes are lazuline oval, and wide
Inside her gentle heart, I shall enclose
A piece of myself, the magenta rose
I shall be thy softest, and sweetest gain
I shall kiss away all thy bitter pain
I shall be thine immaculate sunrise
And I shall pour my eyes into thine eyes!
And our sweet spirits shall gait, to and fro
My hand shall never let thy warm hand go
Yes! Eternity doth forever grow!
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