Lee Janes

Sit down, take a seat, and hear me;
If you are comfortable tell me?
For I shall begin with words to soften
Your heart, which I wish to own.
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You weave a web of pure emotion around my heart,
When I am holding you, I swear I'm bathing in silk.
I eternally thank whoever crossed our paths,
For I am undeniably joyous that I found you, my dove.
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High upon the snow cover'd mountain,
Due fully hear my pitiful cry of prayers,
Delicate delightful muses, guide the mind dear.
Toward a no limit of cloudless sky,
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Strength in this green abyss my poet give me,
Endurin' stale air mashed with ticks of time
Who still tombed beneath my mind with plea,
Beg, release, carry thee through field's sublime.
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My unbroken chain, mingling heart with heart.
You I cherished, embracing with all my heart and soul,
As though a virgin bride; even as Elm loves vine,
Sharing coeval branches, twined foliage,
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The mighty Atlas, father of those seven sisters,
Bears the weight of heaven on his broad shoulders.
And even one of the brothers three, lives eternal;
In Chaos realms, Tartarus' black abyss, in which
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Thousand thunderous tones continuously smash walls,
Shouts, the constant shouts of deafening pitch shriek.
Echoing vibes loudly quiver mimicking tyke calls,
Make living conditions unbearable here so too speak.
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You had heard, and so the story ran. From where
The hills begin to rise, and then sink the ridge
In a gentle slope, down to the waters edge. Who would
Strew the turf with flowery herbage,
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Who tends these flowers, sweet maiden of mine?
A soft touch do you use, or do you cut
Your stems deep? In Athens garden; along silvery waves,
Even poppies, even the dewy tamarisks, duly inquire.
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Until the sun rises up from eastern seas, may I be in your heart.

May the morning-star look forth from mounted flight;
May he chase, and flick the darkened heels of night;
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What spirit drives the thunderbolts?
Whence comes the fury of the rivers,
What feeds the winds, what fount
Supplies the immeasurable ocean?
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You know the tale about young Romeo
His story of love, torment and sorrow.
For what lay before him was crystal clear,
The love he held for his Juliet so dear.
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My argument is this.., why blow so strongly wind?
Why are your gusts overly fierce today?
Do you pick on that what I most love and cherish,
Or are you hurtful just by being?
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From the first day when I beheld you,
My vision blessed,
Never will my song fade
Or relinquish my quest;
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Raining violets down upon her sleeping eyes,
Is that sweet dream that hides behind my cries.
And since Amor takes my sails so suddenly,
As if my life is being taken away from me,
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Gracias! My sweet queen,
Phone them I will, with time I mean.
My depression hit an eternal low,
Tell mother about the death of Smokin' Joe!
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Travel through the woods on a summer's day,
Worries of daily chores dream endlessly away.
Captive not, are we from natures luscious breast
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You removed your delicate hand away
From your bosom, and sprinkled
Stardust upon the moon tonight.
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So once more he appears before my eyes,
And I am well aware he is no friend
Of mine, but a companion that I do not wish
To view; a companion that hovers around
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Within a room that shows me my breath,
Hairs stand alert on awoken skin,
My reddened eyes from last night's sin
Cause a smile, spreading illusion of death;
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