Imopectore Poem by Kristoffer Randolf Ramos

Dauntless I’am I have it in for love!
Deemed thy heart calloused when true love confide.
My heart stricken soul amidst cupid’s clap
Telling thy heart so shallow wanting instance.
Take counsel from thy impassive, irressistible trap.

Knowing a thing or two, love imp’d with wings
Like grubs proceed to bees with pointed stings
Such graceful prattle doesnt tend to amuse.
Seem tedious for thine love, oh you precieuse!

Lay to heart if thou takest love cast in pearls before swine.
Oh precieuse, swear not to sweet bosom’s charm
Thou didst let thy calloused heart reign and act so cynical
Oh swear not, sublime love in time won’t intertwine.

Kristoffer Randolf T. Ramos
#24 Rawis Virac Catanduanes
Philippines
krisrandolf@yahoo.com
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