Crafting and Chiselling Marriage
I
I could copy, imitate and duplicate
The words of heart-and-wordsmiths
O muse, help me rather emulate
The genesis of natal pedigree, truths
And touches of agape-Love
II
To speak of aging, arriving, mature
With shy eyes that blossom respect
Lips that don't intimate lust, adventure
But dependence on another pair yet
For air, their mutual sheltered Cove
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