The eyes of love sees not to be seen
Prays not to be flaunted by a teen
Strays not for an unfaithful reason
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Tempting it is, yet a wishful thought
To vie your compassion with passion
The thought comes forth at each worth
Timely, if thy kind touch may free my mind
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Wear me light
As though your skin
I‘ll pour all
Myself into you
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By touch her petals fell
When asked there was none to tell
She sang by the well
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I sing of a maiden,
Beneath the hold of glass
Grace adorned precious,
In traces with cherries,
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I will lay upon thy cute lips, wet
Coats of shady fine red scarlet
Your nails, with sweet scented oil
Wrapped in sweet honey foil
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I have overlooked your beautiful smiles,
I have carefully strayed from cheery heart,
I have turned a blind sight on these charms
Telling myself they are not at all for me
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Idle like a lost rusted old silver needle
Meddle in the hallow winds so feeble
Not knowing the answer to the riddle
Feign is this heart daunted by hurdles
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I have overlooked your beautiful smiles,
I have carefully strayed from cheery heart,
I have turned a blind sight on these charms
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These sorrows flow and grow slow
Within the thin winds in kind to blow
Waiting ages, this rock sat wailing
Upon failing conscience to sailing
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