As I look through your serenic eyes,
smiles drift upon golden seas,
I shell my passion, sealed with
a kiss and grace it down with ease;

I coursed the path you chose to walk,
and dreamed of legend falls,
mortify my longing touch
as I hear your echoed calls;

The breath I take, I taste your
crys-- crys of clear pearls,
you plead a scream a sound abound
of height, as of colored beryls;

I lay and wonder my soul to sleep in the
sterling silver gems,
I reach you unto givin treasures
a handful of beaded hems;

I come to surpass unwelded truth and
immerse my rubys red,
for you my undying love I plumate
forth with words truly said;

Love you gave like stone-aged diamonds
that will forever last,
deliver me from your mirthless parch,
and the breeze shall overpass...


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