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the fairest - an ode to women

I found sweet deeps to plunge you in
          where oceans cease and vaults begin
               the wakes there roil in brumes of mist
     and cheeks of sky are blushing, kissed

the face oft’ graced with features, yours
          thus featured with what each adores
               soft bats each lash o’er polished stars
     that melt midst moony eyes … like ours

for beauties borne as thine shine bright
          ne’er chanced askance for fancied flight
               and should some others draw those gifts
     they’re tossed to where the flotsam drifts

lest drowning cold what absence pours
          they’d take from light what light abhors
               and float there buoyant twixt dark clouds
     their vixened visage swirled with shrouds

          still -

most looking glasses feign that grace
          should god-skilled sculptors give such face
               for women’s charms are poised and crowned
     to swoon their prince where hopes are bound …

with wonders soft …
          and warm …
               and round.
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