In a lover's heart lies a seat
Set aside for the apple of her eye
Which sees beauty and quality that lie
Beyond the perception of dancing feet
Which break dance, tango and twist
As if the sky
Would open up a vista by
The side of a brook where lovers entreat
Each other with soft nothings in a whisper
Heard only by ears trained to care,
To dare to love, to fare far deeper
Than surface perceptions appear
To suggest, digest or ingest in a clear
Love that lovers closer to each other does steer.
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