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9/2/2023 8:41:50 PM

Ceasar Brantley
Posts: 1
My love and I sang madrigals for fun

As we exchanged our hearts, one evening’s tryst.

She masqueraded as a coyish one

And bade me steal no kisses from her lips.



Her hidden beauty kept behind a veil

Did only serve to stir up passion’s plea

A throbbing bosom which would not be ailed

Crescendoed like a marchman’s timpani



Alas! Our twilight escapade did cease

It’s memory now floats upon the wind

Besides, she was truly a dreadful tease

She left me guessing what was in her mind



One starry night, two lovers on the lane

Would dare unite, yet return not again.
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9/6/2023 9:24:26 AM

Bob Atkinson
Posts: 294
Yep, finally someone got the point of what Poetry's all about.

Love it.
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