Loves Gaze
My look brings goosebumps.
Dragonflies skim the water,
fish mouths poke from below.
My look brings goosebumps.
Dragonflies skim the water,
fish mouths poke from below.
She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i the bud, feed on her damask cheek, she pin'd in thought, and with a green and yellow melancholy, she sat like patience on a monument, smiling at grief.

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