Why Do They Glisten So
Why do they glisten so, these pools of light,
my trembling senses lost in ardour sweet?
As stars they sparkle gently in the night
and dance to rhythms of my own heartbeat.
I gaze deep deep into a magic glade
where intertwining lovers each caress,
as silvered waters softly serenade
and sporting moonbeams do the shadows bless.
Soft silken creature of my dearest dreams,
I ache to hold you fast within my arms,
to breathe in scents of paradise. It seems
to die would pay small homage to your charms.
The book of love is filled with many a rhyme,
of lovers' promises and tender sighs,
but few could match this fervent pen of mine,
as, drowning in the lustre of your eyes,
my heart must surely burst asunder,
lost in unfathomable wonder.
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