Lover

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    Lover

    Sweetheart, exploit me
    I'm yours
    By all means, as always
    Why don't you, Can't you?
    Forever you're a mystery
    Honey can't you see?
    The beauty of complete lovingness
    You may say nothing
    Promise nothing
    Just hold me and love me
    I'm yours
    Virtually!

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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)

    Thoaidu’s Poems (9)

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