Poetry

For The Desire of You

For the Desire of You

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Views, there were views
we noticed even prior

These our special fuse
in vespers retire

This an overuse
in lifting require

Then will be when
our life finds climbing spire.

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I won’t hesitate love
to enter your lyre

Let me vent you and
breathe you entire

We find our we
in this desire

For Heaven will choose
our harmonic choir.

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Traduce, malign,
and hurt the sire

The prickly past
and pine of that mire

A demon convention,
an enemy crier

Do not listen to the voice
of that quagmire.

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Know me lovely,
know the beckon of the heart

Begin me quiet,
there is no one shier

I am yours alone
though I’d forgotten my part

To know G-d’s voice is
ours to acquire.

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