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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required To beautify him further lacks only a gilded spark divine, love eternal unbound. The night was young, we stood closely, the moment held, we shared a kiss. His incendiary sunshine smile could melt the polar ice and snowy ground. I wade pining for another touch of your lips, silky and warm, rhapsody’s bliss. The night was young, we stood closely, the moment held, we shared a kiss. Lost in thoughts of you, my perfection, with no notice that twilight was nigh, I wade pining for another touch of your lips, silky and warm, rhapsody’s bliss. They’ll say I made a superlative effort, to meet you again, O how they’ll sigh. Lost in thoughts of you, my perfection, with no notice that twilight was nigh, all that was fancy seems hours ago, now only stars make the dark heaven light. They’ll say I made a superlative effort, to meet you again, O how they’ll sigh. To the brightness of a rich jewel, you compared me, are you nowhere in sight? All that was fancy seems hours ago, now only stars make the dark heaven light, The white knolls mocking loudly, “Your lusty young man, nowhere in sight is he!” To the brightness of a rich jewel, you compared me, are you nowhere in sight? Yet I move not a step, hushed by ecstasy, Lord let this not be deaths love story. The white knolls mocking loudly, “Your lusty young man, nowhere in sight is he!” “Ariella, my angel!” Assure me it’s not a mirage, O speak again sweet sound! Yet I move not a step, hushed by ecstasy, Lord let this not be death’s love story. To beautify him further lacks only a gilded spark divine, love eternal unbound.
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