Cherish Me By No Lesser Means

Selfish be the seeds of passion
And selfless acts are neither made in fashion
Could it be my satisfaction
That leads the way to your attraction

For there is beauty in your look
That sweeps upon me like the brook
For there is shelter in your heart
That comforts my pain that I impart

For in the echoes of your heart
I hear the whispers you impart

No rose in honesty, could compare your beauty
For I am bound in loves own duty
Brazen be thy beautiful whispers in your heart
The tear of love that you impart

And if I listen to your heart
I hear the heavens as they part
For I am bond in pure elation
Beauty bound in preservation

Cherish me by no lesser means
Then beauty whispers in its sheen
For there is life and life serene
And you are the echoes in my dreams

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