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Verily, carelessly, I

Caressed your eyes with my own;

I’ve grown into your warm stare.

It’s there that I readily

Led your guiltless mind kindly

Into my winding, true touch;

So much communicated

Through ruminated trance;

Through a most intimate dance.

 

The wells of eternity

Certainly welcome your face;

Everlasting grace, racing

Through your patient, waiting veins;

They could drain the sea, empty,

Yet they take their time, simply

To savor the reverence,

The flavor of the moment -

A most tasteful decadence.

 

What should I expect to do?

Nothing is ever wasted

On you.