angels’ wings and songs of
nymphs in forest nature true
lovers meet
and kiss and learn the
myths of love
all beautiful creatures
fly and swim and dive
gossamer haze and blooms and
bosoms fair and just and
calm and breeze
hush and brush to
cheeks and claps and grasp
oh how lovely
something now without eyes
I see I see I see
Oh how lovely
such beauty, the poets
sing, in lyres, in guitars
and violins, such loveliness
little did I know about these & those
and this & that
until all of you
take me by your side.
let me in i am home.
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