Sweet Nothings

One heart, and another mind opens
Deem it be thy day, where love plays
Mischievously bathed, in morn of rays
Beautiful darling, be the one, to lead me astray

Heavens fire, could not compare
To the essence, of your loving flare
Rapture darling be thy rose
Heaven knows, thy light transposed

Warm the cockles of thy shell
I am caught within your spell
Daylight lingers in the bay
But it is you that leaves me, in disarray

Dash thy heart, by heavens bowstrings
Heaven knows, my heart for you, does sing
Thy gentleness and warmth embrace
Within that lovely look, you understand

Thou hath, taken life from my lips
To taste of you, like finest honey drips
Uttering sweet nothings in your ear
As I taste the essence of your tears

To taste thy nectar, meadow sweet
And lied beside thee, my heavenly treat!

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