AN ODE TO A FINE MISTRESS

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Thy beauty reflects from within

Thy body tempts a saint to sin

Skin as soft and tender as silk

Thy breast is rich in flesh and milk

Thy crystal clear heart is love-filled,

Blessed with greens like Eden field

Thy spoken words is a bold brass

Smooth but rare is a treasure glass

I plead to be lured by thy glares,

for thy eyes are two gleaming pearls

Thy mild embrace is a warm toast

Thy pleasure night I desire most

To long live in my illusion,

fill my throat with thy love portion

As sincere as an infant weep;

Love is blue as the ocean deep

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