The break of dawn
I rest my head
Soft and sweet
She caresses me softly
I hope to intertwine
Glimmering inside, politely
The torque of it all
The wringing out of my heart
Pressureous and precious
Its delicate infatuation
And passionate abbreviation
Torture me past annoyance
My soul wait for her
As if aged a thousand years
But firm and adequate
Shimmering like a pearl at dusk
My heart will rest
Hopefully and skillfully
With someone my depth
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