An Ode To Empress Josephine
Precious creole from a Caribbean haven,
she that inhabits the vacuum of my heart.
Your kiss can quell a heart laden with fury,
to save regiments from a scene of carnage.
A man's long life span of five score and seven
is nothing more than a fruitless lengthy age
in comparison with few seconds with thee.
Nothing else can inflict as much injury
as a minute second your departure
from a heart you have so pierced with Cupid's dart.
Yes my love, you are dexterously fashioned
by divine hands, distinct from every creature.
Nothing at all in this whole world gladdens me
like my love you have so graciously returned.
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