ImopectoreA Poem by Randolf Ramos
Dauntless I’am I have it in for love!
Deemed thy heart calloused when true love confide. My heart stricken soul amidst cupid’s clap Telling thy heart so shallow wanting instance. Take counsel from thy impassive, irressistible trap. Knowing a thing or two, love imp’d with wings Like grubs proceed to bees with pointed stings Such graceful prattle doesnt tend to amuse. Seem tedious for thine love, oh you precieuse! Lay to heart if thou takest love cast in pearls before swine. Oh precieuse, swear not to sweet bosom’s charm Thou didst let thy calloused heart reign and act so cynical Oh swear not, sublime love in time won’t intertwine. © 2012 Randolf RamosAuthor's Note
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