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What shall I say?
Shalst I compare thee to a summer breeze
Or to an angelic beauty or sultry tease
You are more divine and rarefied than these
Every actionn and moment is a joyous please
Sent from heaven above
For you are my love
What shall I say of your radiant face
Or of your calming, warming embrace
So full of that eternally youthful grace
Upon my heart these memories do trace
A pure rarified dove
For you are my love
Why should I such speak of you, my love
When I can instead hold you like a glove
Forever, my love
For you are my love
Or to an angelic beauty or sultry tease
You are more divine and rarefied than these
Every actionn and moment is a joyous please
Sent from heaven above
For you are my love
What shall I say of your radiant face
Or of your calming, warming embrace
So full of that eternally youthful grace
Upon my heart these memories do trace
A pure rarified dove
For you are my love
Why should I such speak of you, my love
When I can instead hold you like a glove
Forever, my love
For you are my love
Published 14th Jul 2010
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15th Jul 2010 7:58pm
it reminds me of shakespeare's midsummer night's dream! especially the first line!
the language makes it more romantic than it really is! it's breathtaking
the language makes it more romantic than it really is! it's breathtaking
15th Jul 2010 9:42pm
The first line is based on a shakespearean sonnet, sonnet 18 to be precise. The langauge is all from the heart, spoken true from me to you, the reader.
