First admired love I chose
Love unblemished, my pure black rose
Looked at her swaying petals, and emotions arose
Stole glances and her life wrote in prose
And drew her right in lovely pose
By tears of love, walked straight
Upon sight of poem and her lovely portrait
Teased me cunningly with her chest's soft bait
And I fell for midnight moon, till late ate
To have her taste, couldn't wait
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