Is It Poetry
Recusal - Poem by Is It Poetry
Most come and depart my love.
Heaven came with something as for your the other.
Life when it is or is not mine your own.
Lips which of they, whom could have.
I am here looking down where it is, I am known.
Your hand, your mind is why I am brave.
And your laughter which has landed men on the moon.
Too this excess I attest to this the amount the eleventh degree.
Whereupon it is you that I worship I have painted your toes,
being thus such as they grapes are sweet.
As to one guarantee there is two,
as for us time how it runs, it is as if eagles wings, it is fleeting.
Of one more sweet loves encounter, I will not recuse, I too die.
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