To The Innocent Heart Poem by Christopher Teale
To The Innocent Heart
The eyes are deceiving
jewels on marble face
Enemies of a heart that seeking
will the wavering mist embrace.
Lips tell too many lies
pale blossom upon fresh snow
Foolish is the man that tries,
seeking soul, the soul to show.
That hair a curtain to all thoughts
chestnut curls the storm resemble
Gentle heart with love is bought,
gentle heart for you I weep, I tremble.
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