By Cheer this Portrait so Blessed and Beloved
That Prayers bid their Honourable Deserve
And certain Foundry allow Hearts betrothed
Wishing much their Wildest Senses conserve
For how his Mouth met Pleasure with her Eyes
Then join in Courtship as Cardinals croon
Just as Twellowed Ribbons cosmicked in Spice
And sip Lipping Sodas all Afternoon
Envious be my Age I so like to Rewind
To revive Wasted Youth my Tendons bled
If anything, cast my Arrogance behind
And let these Doves plump my Shingles instead.
To which my Promise - my art of Letting-Go
Were all my Parts need and need in the Know.
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