Tuesday, April 7, 2015


I kissed her lips and all my fears dissolved.
My admiration augmented the fire
Of my passion, intensifying desire,
And gave courage to my faint heart's resolve.
I held her hand in mine, and my poor head
Grew dizzy, knowing I had found my mate;
I touched her cheek, and marvelled at my fate.
Her eyes told me that I was not misled,
And here was happiness I could embrace,
A gift more precious than a golden crown;
A prize worth more to me than foolish fame.
I was encircled in a state of grace,
And in that blessed, enchanted ring I found
A sanctuary; love, its proper name.

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