Your sanctified benedictions,
The language of honor,
Effects so impassioned on senses
smother me in wonders!
I shall cross my heart today.
You know,
The sweetness you own,
A cherry laurel hides it's beauty.
The Moon shining; the
planetoids
outstretched through the nights
sequester themself behind clouds
dampen spirit and sadden.
Everything recedes and distresses.
I write what I can't truly stack up
Against anything and agree.
Your beauty outrivals thoughts;
the mind flitted though the mysterious
dazes and faints.
I am sent somewhere
Into the main of your
beauty.
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