Beauty Beyond Beauty

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What soft words beseach mine ears
And face beseach mine eyes
Two soft red lips that call to me
And with each breath they sigh
As bosom heaves to cradle heart
While heart and heart make mind and hand
Hand to grasp thy lover close
But in strong minds we closer stand
As angel beckons lead me to
A beautious Eden place
And as soft fresh petals part
Pray me into her divine embrace

Wherefore upon thy lips do such questions lie
When said with neither heart nor mind
But instead with fragile hand?
THey which speak and they which kiss
And they which beautiously stand
Are far more brave and far more wise
Than they with pen in hand
-Midnighte

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