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/Thy Hand in Mine/
Oh, dear maiden
Eyes as blue as the ocean
Hair as golden as a summer's day
Thy eyes full of longing and devotion
Thy hand in mine as thy dress begins to sway
Wipe thy eyes and vast tears
Lift thy sorrows of divine
For thy lies appear and eyes clear
Our steps intertwined
Can'st thou see the look I give thee?
A faint glance is all I need
To create this happiness inside me
A longing for my heart to be freed
Smite me!
Captivate me with thy beauty
For thine lips upon my cheek
Remove the irony as they must
But they will never hinder my lust...

Comments (1 Comments)
- xxlifehappenstoquickxx - 11/19/2010
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You use the work 'thy' to much,
I understand you want to use the 'past tense' or 'old words'
But don't use them to much,
It ruins a good poem,
Here is a three. :]
Keep writing and you will go far!
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