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Feb 14, 2016 09:48

Bloom of Juniper

With such vacancy, her love is murky water
And I will tread on until I am trampled under foot
She, my sweet rose, be far and enchant my eyes
She paints my soul like a Vermeer goddess
Still, angst beckons behind her wild heart
As clouds dance across her amber rosy moon
It weaves about in the night like a brocade dress
Stoking embers into a passion smoky room

O' my fervent arrow, breach her tonight
For I am verecund before her splendor
I yearn for her, a taste of thy ambrosia
Adorn my love, abed a blooming juniper flower
Limbs loosened and lips warmly embraced
Her delicate petals aspire in streams of amethyst
Among her, the fields imbued with hyacinth
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