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your eyes shine
as the moon at night,
lighting my castleheart,
sitting quiet and alone
on the hilltop above
the outstretched meadows
and whispering rivers
that are my love
let me look,
let me feel,
let me taste
your fingers glide
as the traces of dawn,
caressing my skinfence,
waiting quiet and alert
on the boundries around
the brazened fields
and blushing gardens
that are my love
i have nothing else
only promises to speak
and unwords to show
i can't give you more
than this manor of mine
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