Brandon

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Who am I, an ugly man, to wish for your affection?
Your voice is true and a melodious sonnet.

Who am I, an aged soul, to search for your  loving eye?
Your song is fair and a benevolent embrace.

I am who is entranced by your beauty,
I am who is besotted by your grace.
Your pain I ache to repay with kindness.

I am at a loss at the sight of you,
I am in despair at the thought of you.
Your tears fill my heart with melancholy.

How could you ever learn to love but a weary and broken man, such as I?
Woman of fine linen and silk, a creature of youth and passion, such as you?

Would you be so kind?

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d.k. lark

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