Thine love's so strong
As though lions' throng
Thou art bella dona to the core
Perhaps born with 10 Apgar score
Thou the thrombin that clots a lonely vein
And a moon's lights that never wane
A defendant that never appeals
And a bark that never peels
So love is like rose?
With a fragrance that rose
Above sentiments?
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