My eyes drizzle
As thy charisma mingle inside them,
My heart whistle
A most prominent anthem,
My feet scramble
As they step in to your emblem,
My hands battle
A trembling problem,
My hopes whittle
As I see no more your bosom.
Lo! Thy beauty is on fire...
Mighty Thames would never put to sleep thy flames
My soul in agony; you burning my desire
Lo! You turned your back and threw me to my shames.
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