by Unknown
Nov 2009 281 Views 2 comments
For Amy
I will reach ye down and pull thee from the abyss
To ransom thee from his serpent's kiss
To embrace thee with an angel's wings
And look into eyes that are the jewels of kings
Matchless words -- sweet as rare yield
For you my friend, your virtue I would shield
Thine lips are as a fruit, thine breath like spring
Thine heart becomes my apprentice as I teach it to sing
I would defend thy honor, and go to arms for thee
To take thine wounds and cast them into the sea.
To ransom thee from his serpent's kiss
To embrace thee with an angel's wings
And look into eyes that are the jewels of kings
Matchless words -- sweet as rare yield
For you my friend, your virtue I would shield
Thine lips are as a fruit, thine breath like spring
Thine heart becomes my apprentice as I teach it to sing
I would defend thy honor, and go to arms for thee
To take thine wounds and cast them into the sea.
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Posted: Nov 2009
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