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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He walked with her a good mile and talked with increasing smile, with wonder he sat, for the gladness in her heart; ...spent her days with wild hope --- that he was in her eldest dreams, from the beginning smote her monsters and eased her deepest fears... Now he rode with her again on his great white steed, 'til the edge of some mystic dusk; and turn they could though too darkling the winnowed wood, and chasing with shadows the misted nite path, and she finally bade him and his hidden forest hideaway; so quaint and annointed with its little beds, and bruin skins 'ere the hearth and lordly portraits above its mantel; and he lit it alive with warmth, and the moon had come swift through the garland window And in her hand he thrust the dearest of wine, with nectar lush for a goddess, and dearer her heart for him more they dined; yet he pressed no closer --- and gazed delicately glancing her bosom, remained mostly her lunar eyes... and bade her a fine warm shawl --- But the wine and fire...his eyes... his eyes upon her though brief --- stroked her where they fell, and smiling she was longing his lips, but caught her lust... her heart! she could hear it drumming desperate " I am almost too warm for your fine shawl..." " Too warm? " said the lord --- " no wine could simmer so, and the fireplace too slight for such heat... your eyes undress me... " And no nite they had ended... nor any morning come betwixt them, (but a kingdom of love in some forest green)
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