(A Sonnet)
O my love, in your gait lies all the grace
When on the earth, for you the angels crave
In its warmth, heavenly charms interlace
When heaving breast kisses my true love waves
On a moonlit night, we walk hand in hand
Sharing our dreams along the beach we walk
We do not know not how many miles spanned
Dancing sea waves our hearts secret unlock
As we grow old with wrinkles, hair go gray
Children grow up and busy in the nest
Seahorse as a blizzard will come with sleigh
To Pilot take, over will be the quest
Then we shall see the Pilot face to face
Merging into Him true unity trace
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