A fine Romance by Joyce Hemsley
One day, your arms will possess me,
One day, you will ask for my hand,
One day, the ring will be shining,
In the sun as we walk thro’ the sand.
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One day, your arms will possess me,
One day, you will ask for my hand,
One day, the ring will be shining,
In the sun as we walk thro’ the sand.
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Breathless kisses
Burning touches
Soft-spoken words of love
Urgently spoken words of passion.
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Into my world
of darkness and silence,
you brought light and music.
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So often when I am embracing you,
It seems that you exist in this world
only because of me and I exist because of you.
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Romance, who loves to nod and sing
With drowsy head and folded wing
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
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I WILL make you brooches and toys for your delight
Of bird-song at morning and star-shine at night.
I will make a palace fit for you and me,
Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
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This one is entering her teens,
Ripe for sentimental scenes,
Has picked a gangling unripe male,
Sees herself in bridal veil,
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