You stirred my moment
Like the sky so blue
With joy your love sent
From rapture much new,
Is never a rent
That makes life a stew.
That rapture you lent
To me with mild hue
In glory that went
Like the morning dew,
Did make warmth to vent
Love, so calm and true.
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