My eyes had seen, with mirth
Neat corn like rows,
Resembling, are your teeth
Dark hair, flowing over shoulders
So soft, snatches my breath
Your cooing, honeyed and husky
Your steps, delicately touch the earth,
Your arms, hold, and fly me away!
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Great Poem! And very pretty.