Adamo
Exalt the man if thou give you light
Exclude the stars if thou feign thee night
For doth these whispers kiss thou stars
Alas the dreams whence yours now ours
Give thy love and free this heart
My words art yours for dreams impart
Elevated worship and too exalted amiss
My soul seethed aflame for one's sweet kiss
Copyright © Benjamin David | Year Posted 2013
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