Those eyes so dark with a light profound
That sight of her face as a sun's red heat
The look of an infant with a sleep so sound
And a kiss of Love with her lips so sweet
With Him she stays in the hug surround
With Him she lays in the cupid's feet
To Him surrenders Her soul of a hound
Her mind so weak as a sausage like meat
Was it a moment or a time's test mound
Was it a fold in the Love's strong sheet
A Heart was lost, His life was found
They live, they love, warm bodies discreet
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