how can I not say it

.
                Hern fantastical sip'd
                       mine veuve
                        stare'n up
                        into mine

                  Her torso'z frame
                           Tilted
                           Back
                   Mine bedroom'z
                          Wicker
            expose'n mine breakfast
                      in splender

                         Yahweh
                    Made hern to 
                             Be
 
                      pluperfect 
                   to mine whole
                       imaginez
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