Love,
a very splendid thing,
passion
for touching
the
soul and more,
her
pert breast,
comfort
to a man in who life
had
robbed such
joy
of pleasure.
Prettiness
for his soul to see.
Delight
in the way that
her
eyes wanted him
desperately.
Fond
for his kisses too
the
love they make
true
or blue ?
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