Sacred Oath
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Art ye of love my elusive pleasure
might arrive to life of my trembling thought
hast naught satin gift of endless treasure
earnestly forging golden dreams be sought
Whence dost I capture my flowered fortress
through sunlit passage bid eternal glory
with eyes that tell silently to confess
consort ye love our never ending story
In yielding words of clandestine pleasure
where dulcet secrets murmur velvet light
with you my vestal of endless measure
our minstrel winds' grace the eternal night
Of breath bound sacred ye love to capture
is this not a dream my burning rapture...
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08/02/2016
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2016
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