To all ladies

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Respite one might call it

The first gleam of day at dawn

But it breaks silence of tender night

And the cord of harmony of moonlight is quietens

Yet while in the beauty of fireflies glows

In the joy or lattitude we are caught

In the tenderness of the humble moment

In the comeliness of your face

In the entanglement of emotion between us

In your affection, my sunrise,

Yet I am still dreaming even though awake

With the cupid arrow lodged in my heart

My Shalom




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