Bejewled Love

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    Bejewled Love

    He embraces me
    Like a neonate
    As a fine china
    Forever his keepsake

    He beguiles my heart
    He’s the copious of my mind
    Intoxicates my entity
    Like a fluent wine

    His love is ineffable
    Utterly irresistible
    An enchanting spell
    That’s cabalistic mystical

    Like Hannibal Lector
    Is as I desire his nectar
    I savor him like soufflé fondue

    My sole and peerless minion
    Contrary to opinion
    A lifetime is not enough
    For loving you

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    Poeticlovette

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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