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Queen of Mirth
I could not express how I felt using a sonnet nor a nonnet but a beauty such as yours is rarely seen or felt like a comet. You paint my world in hues that draws the attention of the world,through my poetic lens I seen your intentions,the radiation of your grandeur boldly rising,your brightness fuels the stars in my night. One stare at the sun rise of your soul sharpens my sight,one stare and replenishing touch from your heavenly, reversed my blight. When I look into your eyes I see more than what I feel,more than what I will ever bargain for and sure you can have the whole of me,because the whole of me could never amount to half of thee, your eyes have a glow that another man will never see because I will keep you for me like concealed and never revealed secrets of a diary,baby you inspire me like bible verses, or the words of eighteen frantic nurses,trying to keep a soon flat line patient alive,with out youR medicinal touch how will I survive,how will I strive to the summits of mountains with out harness. Your the finest fruit in the center of my tired and rough palm,YOU ARE MY HEAVENLY PSALM,standing admist a broken land. Your the key to a land of happy and glee inside of me,together we climb lifes tree,resting in your home of honey comb,you are my Queen bee, I survive as a solider bee to take care of you and me. Happily dancing happily dancing on earth with mirth we shall forever be.
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