Further Off
Oh wife of mine
might I meet you
Might we
Might we
She a beautiful woman
with her own atmospheric
precance.
A charming glory of fondness
and glamour
As subtle as rain
and brash as the sea
a refreshing drink of water
Lady you
are too me
Ode to Love
I thank God your mine
Yielding to My Lovers Needs
She then more than eager
to yield to mine
complaints or favors
affording time
to be together
times Lovers should treasure
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