Fair like the winter's brow,
Wearing the makes of cherubic's glow.
Height merged with the sycamore,
Beauty lavished on her more and more.
Walk style like pleasant, i'm gayed.
Melodious voice like the Nightingale's.
Words from her mouth 'rounded by rocks
Of wits and educating sorts.
Eyes sculped in radiance,
Bewitching untutor'd youths in vengenance.
Though I was tutor'd from birth,
But became untutor'd when my eyes on her
body crept.
Graced in Simplicity and rightful orders,
She is my Significant other.
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