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Dec 2018
What sound, what fury be the lovers words?
Now promised love anew, sliding head,
Restless heart, heaping sighs, mislead
The bounty confines of wrenched fool,
Thinks for the aching punnet flock of doves -
was mistrusted, for lovers speak kind lunacy
Nor loving poet seeks to find, lesser woe,
Better woe, against the eyes of his lovers’ gum,
Till they fiddle gently to the dire back,
Marvel sounds, magic times, songs of past
Fiddle with earliest lovers’ charm, go forth
Ending heat turn back to warmth
For separate time, distant chores, some fume
      Settled on her lover’s chin till nigh
     And lover’s words gone rest to ghostly chime
Inspired by Shakespeare
Angela Liyanto
Written by
Angela Liyanto  F/Sydney
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