I pray , do not utter the trimming words of yours
That I was once false in my heart.
Or that my vows in your wine,
never did you a course so fine.
My heart I troth with thee doth dine,
till tomorrow's dawn shuts me offline .
As from my soul , which in thy heart doth lie
I press kisses to thy enchanting lips.
They do control me, slave I am to their charms.
To the green marbled galaxies amidst twilight;
I give thee my flesh
Lest pleasure to thy eyes sets you content-
In your later residing in the freshness of Earth
Shall you dwell satisfied.
My heart, the womb of eternal passions;
doth hold you like prayers divine.
Believe me always babe
That in my nature your love reign'd.
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SHALL
שיריםRanked # 494 in poetry 2017 Everlasting agony and infinite 'shall' in my decaying soul .
