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Christian Aug 2017
Where so lost my Eve to civil night?                                                       
 In­ heaven's light but as not young
Dusk,                                                            ­               In night its own but rouse my
                star's right.
LOL
Christian Aug 2017
LOL
His wed of fire has burnt his bride!          
         O slacked is deadest the soft good.
          vow!                                                  ­             I, his honey, should extract his.
           pride!
      His tune, cloth, air, and every
      moneyed bough!                                                  
May I not vain the bride or he,                  
       As I can see the future of glee!
Christian Nov 2017
My dearly May does best a lighter cower, but to shyest grew,                                              
    When dreading err to vain the pastures by then decay,                                                    
  These chested wakes be such as any that Heaven knew!                                                            
  Contagious be so and dreary Autumn.
   is by once a pray!
Christian Aug 2017
With flames of flight as peace by knife,                                                   
 With cliffs of lace by hinds at perch,                                                    
Else is or risen be, my mind by my wife.
Christian Aug 2017
My thought is in the Sun,                                                            
  As the fern cast of heaven is
  bright,                                                 
Or breeze is spiraled thought to god,                                                  
Always is the sky from me but it"ll cry, And always is sky all of me but i'll part.
Christian Sep 2017
O, I stride not by lip brimmed esteem!                                                       
  O, what puckers the dreamy
stride?                                                         
My sweet specter, attested as can seem.
TBH
Christian Aug 2017
TBH
In Times that point my sighs aside my power,                                                           ­    A Tamer Fate thinks and strands
     my doubt when peaked,
 But what my sigh has deep for each in shower,                                                    
     Could not never task to eve and kiss cheeked,                                                      
  ­Be Struck in glee and warred for trick wherebright,                                                     ­    The release by framed of I in trait of plight.
Christian Aug 2017
My heart, know I, an earth is.
Christian Sep 2017
When I justly give my often heart,        
      All justly breaths steady with start.
Christian Aug 2017
Thine treaties of fruited light behold so or mine birth is birth,                                              
As seedling Ariel's basketed womb but art thy navel alight?                                                              
    In the ascent of thy harping Vega or
    drapings of scented mirth?                                                  But thee is not as my pedestal of light nor is the flock in height,                                          
    Much more thee is so, yet more to liken me  or planet's daylight.
Christian Aug 2017
Where is I? Where I was?                      
     As Afriel's twin fell in two
    thaws?                                              
Here I'll be.  Here am I ,           
      Pleasures of faith nearby!
Woo
Christian Aug 2017
Woo
I awe the wooer that spell has.
   made,                                                        
To time and fertile Eves,                     
   My eyes for light as sun for shade.

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