My dear Honey!
Upon you, your radiant eyes,
Sharp nose, pouty lips,
Pointed chin and raised cheeks,
I focused my look.
You were illuminated,
But I was shaded,
‘Cause beams of light
Never illuminates the part
They arise from.
My dear Honey!
Into you, your hidden ear,
Slender neck, beating heart,
Throbbing lungs and tender ribs,
I shall sing a song.
It will resonate in you,
But won’t deafen me
‘Cause waves of sound
Would vibrate the parts
They arise from.
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