Maangi Mongare Kevin

Ah! who be more Valentine, more rich in romance
Of more ways modern but fragrance preserve
Rich in roses and lilies world gives in advance
So sweet and sublime than that men deserve?
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Love, call it not decent my own take
But love being not madness on venture verges
Thriving not in pure pride, nor a shake
In waves but from water like lily emerges
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Love, roses be cheap for your complexion's worth
And carnations clear, not worth your way
If roses, red and white be under such math
With features refined we kneel and pray
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When in bad terms with you and your heart hurts
I moan the bad morn that bred that day
And worse the fate that faces our hearts
Biding a bye to such beauty all my way
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Love, who we aren't in bad terms even when
I prick her pots of roses, and she pinches mine
You're worth flowers, fresh, now and then
Sweet scented petals, so soft and fine
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When passion isn't love and my love roses espy
I'm to tears, married and my possessions part
I'm with my roses sans love who hadn't reply
Not lonely but in yards kissing flowers' dirt
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Love, who be no counterfeit
More of nature, more of sweetness
I, with my eyes see heaven's gate
Featured with your smile, kindness
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When in distaste of after love and life ends
I turn around and back to face the yard
Where flowers, offended, grew with trends
That romantic madness never saw a bard
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Thinking, thinking of love away from me
Miles away, trust kept in the deepest part
More than sun of morn, you shine I see
The features you own, of loving heart
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Call me by warm names when winter winds blow
And cool me by icy skins and summer summons
Its hot feathers to keep it flying low
Low to the grounds, low to degrees of dawns
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Loving, loving a new course of you, love
Who by heaven has loved me well
In debts, I will at all time you have
In heart that's clean, never been her cell
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Shining, I have better moonlight, you
Than rays at night kissing the bare land
With a smile is lit, my life, heart through
Gladdened, the heart, more like petals young
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Something sweet, somebody sweeter time this
Who with the world is calm, relaxed
Keen wind gently kissing corn and peas
Sun warm not to keep your beauty vexed
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My love is like summer, warm and constant
Visage bright like sunrays kissing the rocks
That aside stream lie, bound by beauteous plant
Blooming flowers, red and white near river shocks
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Lo! Watch my mistress walk, tread away
And see the beauty so lacked on earth
And know she's one worth roses all we pray
Wish my mistress know your health
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Whose love be more summer, take I pride
Whose complexion be natural, no ink
Who with fools plays not, bard's bride
Who be more white than pink rose's pink
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Such weekend be long and hours cold
Many fair girls in frost my eyes did espy
Who with boys, winter story was untold
But wasn't love, but a long, give a try
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In the praise of beauty, all is world's content
And my world be so, like nature calm
Brighter than earliest ray, midday meant
And such be beauty, held in heals and palm
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Wicked wind waves wildly with waning waves with
Rough rage ripping rinds round reeds or wreath
Blowing blubbing babies before blabs barely breathe
Sailing seamen sink, silent seacoast so soothe
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Singing anthems in frozen rivers was cool
Till sun's rays kissed the forgotten pool
And if eyes could lie, mind blue could spell
But all huts ablaze, it was hot as hell
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