Sonnet 3
Stay at a distance my dearly beloved,
When you move the air before you, bows,
Your voice brings silence and the earth is moved,
By the sweet dew drop of your word's vows,
You are the song within the nightingale
The sweet fire stolen but serves just right,
Be my celestial nectar, my youthful dale,
The bed of roses I lie on each night
Like the swan-white pearl of the sea,
Unattainable to the common man,
As rich as this stone I ask you to be
The course to my heart would be ran;
But keep a distance so we may stay apart,
This all my love, is to save my heart.
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