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I hold you sensate in my soul
But your refusal ruins my longing
Queen of the mild -dewed morn
In the apparel of a descending snow
My steps I miss to clutch your shadow
I am tickled to see your lush lips blazoned in sweetness

I hold you sensate in my soul
But you willow my wits
Bud of the King, the bluey bloom
Storm my wishful stream of thoughts
And disappear like a moon on a brief bow
I miss my breath to take in the fragrance of your silhouette

I hold you sensate in my soul

But your song fast-paced serrate my stringing skill
Daughter of the bridery moon veiled
In the diadem of regal rose, the rhythm of my lines


I hold you sensate
Come to me in flesh and flow into my arms
Long spread for your maiden embrace
On this lawn where life never limps but spreads green fronds,
Come to me, my love-bud, my sensation, my may some day.

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