I Compare TheeA Poem by J. B.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
and, oh! How beautiful thee must glisten in the eyes of all! and of mine own, this troubled mind finds utmost tranquility. a glistering ray of sun a soft whisper of natures' pure and radiant voice has naught the least bit comparison, for comparison is needed, not. Shakespearean words read not thy kind demeanor. Nor loon or lark have such a beauteous voice. Melody and harmony; both dissonance in the presence of one so fair, yea, indeed one so fair as there is no compare! and so radiant is thy body thy mind thy soul such flamboyant flair, that none but God above can thee compare.
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8 Reviews Added on September 12, 2017 Last Updated on December 13, 2017 AuthorJ. B.NYC, NYAboutFeminist Anti-Trump MMA instructor Musician/Composer Activist USMC veteran Intellectual Kink and sex-positive advocate more..Writing
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